Her eponymous LP from 2005 was without doubt one of the highlights of noughties pop, an unashamedly good record that proudly sat atop the throne further cementing Scandinavia as the Pop capital of the world. She returns this year with not one, not two but three EPs under the name Body Talk. The first part is already all over the internet and is probably old news to most people in the habit of blogging but come June 13th when the first proper single from Body Talk Pt.1 is released it should very well be a dancefloor anthem for the summer.
Dancing on my Own is somewhat like With Every Hearbeat; The Sequel. Where the latter was her walking away from a lover and swearing she wouldn't look back, the former sees her slip up and follow him to a club to watch him dancing with his new girl. And boy does it hurt.
This is pure Robyn; Euphoric melancholic electro. The rest of the EP is similarly brilliant, featuring collaborations from Diplo and Royksopp among others, with ballsy lyrics and deftly handled production it quite frankly shits all over the competition.
She is the indie kid's favourite pop star, lacking the over the top trashiness of the likes of Gaga and having a clear knowledge of 'electro' as a beautiful form of music rather than a cliche that means it's perfectly hip to like her.
Here is one of the remixes from the forthcoming Dancing On My Own single release, by the joyous Rex the Dog. Enjoy.
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