after all, they needed something to do during those eternally long winters, when the sun never really rises and the mercury plunges. Or perhaps there's just something in the water (or the Kttbulla). Whatever the case, starting with the former years of ABBA and carrying on through Roxette and Ace of Base, Sweden has become the world's leading purveyor of four-on-the-floor, downright joyous pump.And now, there's Robyn, the towheaded heir apparent to that shiny throne. For lots of the 2000s, she assembled her rsum, ditching her pop roots (and major-label home) and head off into the hinterlands, founding her own tag and tinkering with a newfound, certifiably electronic sound. The other results - songs like "Who's That Girl?," "With Every Heartbeat" and "Konichiwa Bitches" - represent her gradual ascent to greatness, shimmery, mechanical (sometimes downright nasty) shards of electro pop. But in 2010, with the outlet of three excellent albums (the Body Talk trilogy), she affected to the mind of the class . and she doesn't present any signs of relinquishing that position any time soon.Aiding Robyn in her sovereignty is the fact that, finally, it appears the entire universe is paid attention. One of the songs from the Body Talk series - "Hang With Me" - already showed up at #21 on our countdown, and now, rightfully, she's grabbed the #6 spot with "Dancing on My Own," a heartbreaking little anthem that not just united dance floors around the world, but still showed up during a crucial "hate sex" scene on "Gossip Girl" too. Small victories, people.The winner of "Dancing on My Own" is due as often to its sound - a computerized kaleidoscope of chippy, chiming blips and piston-like drums - as it does its sentiment. This is, after all, a thoroughly sad song, primarily about Robyn losing her man to another woman (and being masochistic enough to catch the all thing unfold from across the dance floor), but also around the notion of feeling lonely in a crowded room, of being helpless and unloved and having no other option but to be OK with those things, no matter how heavily you try. She's giving it more, but at the end of the night, she's not the girl you're taking home.That said - like all of her best songs - "Dancing" is likewise an ode to independency and strength. As she explained to MTV News last month:"I think dancing by yourself is a matter a lot of people do, whether it's at place in presence of a mirror or simply being in the club, surrounded by people but feeling very alone . not yet in a sad way, but liking the fact that you're experiencing the music by yourself. I mean, for me, of course it's a sad love song, but it's a strong song as well, or at least that's what I wish people to feel when they listen to it."And while you can count its social context all you want, that's just a side attraction. Because as shortly as "Dancing" gets to that hair-raising build - a breathless rush of drums and adrenaline - you're no longer thought about what Robyn's saying, really. No matter where you are or who you're with, you're dancing your ass off, and you're not going to stop any time soon. And that, more than anything else, is the mystery to Robyn's rise: She's a phenomenally gifted artist, making the better music on the planet. And she doesn't present any signs of slowing down any time soon. All come the Queen.SOURCE
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