Don't Fucking Tell Me What To Do
If there's one thing we can learn from Robyn's impressive Body Talk series (and really, there are many things we can glean from it), it's that the sonic iciness of Scandinavian dance-pop is not antithetical to a warm heart. On the five new tracks that complete the Swedish pop darling's series, the beats could not be cooler and crisper, her vocals could not be more distant and affectless. And yet the lyrics are sensitive, emotional tales of love and pain ("Call Your Girlfriend" may just be the most empathetic "other woman" narrative ever). It is, indeed, a living, breathing body of work.