Album review

Robyn, ‘Body Talk, Pt 1’

June 14, 2010

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Robyn’s bleached-blond ambition finds the elfin Swedish warbler releasing not one, but three mini-albums this year. Her moxie extends to the diversity of material that shows up on “Body Talk.’’ The six tracks start with the electro-infused singer-songwriter repeating the mantra, “My drinking’s killing me/ My smoking’s killing me’’ over a Giorgio Moroder-hijacked beat, before finally collapsing into the song’s obstreperous title (which, sadly, cannot be printed here). That formidable attitude continues into the robot love liberation anthem “Fembot,’’ featuring one of the most entertaining lyrics to emerge this year (“I’ve got a lot of automatic booty applications’’ and “Initiating slut mode’’ rank high). But it’s Robyn’s detours from these tough-gal tunes that offer genuine surprises. Her take on Jamaican music has the potential to reek of day-old Ace of Bass, but “Dancehall Queen’’ (a collaboration with Diplo) offers a surprisingly solid Swedish interpretation of electrified Caribbean sounds. Just as she’s finished building up her great wall of defensive dance music, she tears it down with the sweet “Jay Vet En Dejlig Rosa,’’ a delicate wisp of a song that sounds like it floated in on a cloudberry. It’s a taste that already has us hungry for part two. (Out tomorrow) -- CHRISTOPHER MUTHER


Robyn, Body Talk, Pt 1