"Swedish dynamo Robyn is a pop-chart veteran with the '90s CD singles to prove it. But none of her previous work prepared us for the rebooted, hard-edged swagger of Body Talk Pt. 1, the first installment of her savvy dance-floor trilogy. While opener "Don't F*cking Tell Me What to Do" weeded out prudish former fans (although who can't relate to "My e-mail is killing me"?), it was "Dancing on My Own" that struck an international chord -- rousing, lovelorn wisdom from a club kid who's sneeringly come into her own."