Robyn is still brilliant. She sang for Nellie and I at Cargo last night. We both fancy Kleerup (phew, thought it was just me). He's pretty close to The Boyfriend Face with his little nose and pouty mouth but he's not got enough hair (see Nick Cave also for close-but-not-close-enough faciness).
There was a great article about Robyn in the Guardian a few days ago. My favourite bit is when Robyn says:
"I think I'm always adopting a persona. That's how I look at pop music. I don't feel like I have to be myself. I feel like I have to be true to myself, but I don't have to show an exact picture of who I am."
Perfect! I think she's so convincing because she's totally performing and wringing herself out because of that, rather than through trying to be authentic like Snow Patrol might.
I also like the way she dances and wears a funny bra/overall/dress thing. She's so tough she can have her underwear and proper clothes all in one.
Robyn gigs are the most fun places to be. Lots of lovely Swedish people, some in suits too and all very friendly. I hope there's another one soon. Until then, I will content myself with Jenny Wilson (JENNY WILSON!) on Monday.
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