i hate taio cruz.
living with 'popular music' is something we all do; i long ago accepted that there are going to be certain artists that will be shamelessly overmarketed, overplayed and overpaid, and i've taught myself to put on my p-p-p-poker face and suck it up when i find myself in a situation where i have to listen. i'm also not one to care whether a certain artist has 'popular appeal' or not; my library is saturated by as many artists making millions in endorsement deals as those struggling to pay the rent. what i can't abide by, however, is truly poorly made music. there is a significant difference between very popular artists making somewhat decent music, and being handsomely rewarded for their efforts; and those that haven't even bothered to try to make something musically original or lyrically meaningful.
which is why i'm so god damn thankful that robyn exists.
her teen popularity, subsequent withdrawal to sweden and eventual return to the north american crowd are fairly well-know, so i won't go too much into it. what i will say, though, is that she's produced dance-pop of such high quality that she's managed to stretch a single album into three separate packages, and still kept us terribly excited for the eventual release. truly a master of her craft, she produces tracks with simple and poignant messages and unbearably catchy hooks. the complete Body Talk will be coming out tomorrow, and will include Call Your Girlfriend and Indestructible, which i lovingly present to you.
robyn - call your girlfriend
robyn - indestructible
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