MALMÖ (Ekstra Bladet): Since ABBA released the classic ’Dancing Queen’ in 1976, was Robin Miriam Carlsson is not born yet.
nevertheless, the blonde from Stockholm for the longest time danced himself irresistibly up on the throne of scandinavian pop as the queen Robyn.
After a longer break, where the princesses Tove Lo, Lykke Li, Zara Larsson and all the others may not have reached her to size, ruled capacity again, as she briefly touched in a long world tour laid the Malmö for its high heels.
It was great. And the headliner has format enough to topple the Orange, when she occupies the Roskilde Festival megascene Friday 5. July.
But the entertainment is after all, the more present in a concert hall, where you can catch a glimpse of the entertainerens dimples without looking at the big screen.
Robyn song ’Missing U’, as if she meant it, and her blissful smile indicated that she had missed his fans about as much as they have missed the idol.
She laid the flippant out with understated versions of the ’Send to Robin Immediately’ and ’Honey’, where the line ’I have what you want’ was just delivered a little extra kælent. But it she has.
Redemption came with ’Indestructible’, and then walked or rather danced Robyn otherwise the front, while the chamber slap themselves on the loose in an ecstatic danserus and unbridled joy that is so characteristic of the svenskerens best shows.
The relatively low-key encores were something of an anticlimax, but otherwise it was organic set of superbly constructed in interaction with a klædelig quintet and, of course, primarily built around tracks from autumn's brilliant comebackalbum, ’Honey’, as well as the nine-year-old trilogy of ’Body Talk’.
an insistent, older popdrøn as ’Be Mine!’ and the glowing news ’Because It's in the Music’ managed Robyn lifting to euphoric heights by means of its sensual swaying of the body, the emotional credibility and seductive vocals that basically makes her a soulsanger.
Her many unhappy love songs are not really profound, but how to feel.
After a costume-changes midway unbuttoned Robyn, almost shocking way his shirt up under ’Don't Fucking Tell Me What to Do’, and her hudfarvede undershirt was so thin that it immediately seemed as if she bared her breasts.
It was well enough taken quite a few pictures of.
Even the gimmick carried out Robyn with a master's flair. And the tongue hanging kådt out of the mouth.
the Audience hearer of the text to ’Dancing On My Own’, so Robyn so totally embarrassed, and nyklassikeren was, of course, the expected adrenaline rush, where the loss of inhibition smoke far into the bar.
the Queen is back. She has autocracy.
Send to Robin Immediately
Hang With Me
Because It's in the Music
Between the Lines
Love Is Free
Don't Fucking Tell Me What to Do
Dancing On My Own
Call Your Girlfriend
With Every Heartbeat
Who Do You Love?