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The first three tracks released from Robyn's forthcoming album-- "None of Dem", "Fembot", and "Dancehall Queen"-- pump up the Swedish pop singer's bad-a** guise. She's sick of your wack s***. She's an invincible CPU. She's royalty. It's an empowering pose. Like "Dancehall Queen", "Dancing on My Own" finds Robyn in a club, by herself. But now there are some scuffs on her scepter. "I'm in the corner watchin' you kiss her/ I'm right over here, why can't you see me?" she pleads, brokenhearted. This is the same Robyn that eyed an ex and his new "what's her name" at the station on "Be Mine!".
We're not at the station anymore, though. We're on the dance floor. And the locale acts as a blinding, booming haven for Robyn. Not merely an escape, but a place of utter revitalization. She's "all messed up, so outta line" and her high-heels are spiking on broken glass. But she's still moving; she can't stop moving.
Taken from Pitchfork.com