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Robyn: the bangs that conquered Los Angeles
I’m shocked that there hasn’t been more hoopla following Swedish pop star/blog sensation Robyn’s first-ever L.A. show at the Troubadour recently.
A two-hit wonder here in the U.S. back in 1997, she wised up and went fully independent in 2005. It’s been chart-topping hits across Europe and an abundance of online love from geeked-out American music bloggers eager to crown her the world’s preeminent pop princess ever since.
Robyn more than delivered on the hype when she whipped a sold-out Troubadour into a big beat love-fest. From the moment she hit the stage, it was dance party L.A. up in there. Here's my favorite of the series of pics I snapped at the show.
From my vantage point, I felt like one of the very few straight guys in the house, and there were a lot of guys in the place (including Perez Hilton and MMX friend Jeremy Scott).
When Robyn dropped electro banger “Konichiwa B*tches,” the party really jumped off, with the crowd screaming every line of the song louder than ol’ girl’s microphone. She seemed genuinely surprised that the audience was so on point lyrically.
So y’all want to know how to save the music industry? Invest in good artists—like Robyn. She’s got mad style, killer songs, can actually sing, and if left to her own devices, is more than capable of being large like Gwen Stefani. It’s so not rocket science. But don’t get it twisted: truly great artists are very hard to find…
P.S. We're pleased to report that the music gods (and my trusty T1 connection) smiled on me this morning with a totally sweet seat for the "Glow in the Dark" show that I won't shut up about. Until now. Not another word. Promise.
—Scott T. Sterling
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