Well, today’s post is actually me being lazy. Or it’s me exploring the syrupy side of my pop addiction. I don’t remember the exact date as to when I came across Robyn. But I do know that I bought the CD after hearing this song. One of the few pop diva types that I ever went out and got the CD for after just one song. I think the reason is there’s a chord change in there that I really liked. The production ain’t bad either.
I chose this song today because of a gig I played last night. I got asked last minute, literally about 7 hours before hand if I could fill in at a Los Angeles venue because another artist had backed out or was unable to make it. I did it under the stipulation that playing would not harm my chances to get into the venue at a future date – they knew full well, I’d have no ability to draw anyone in at such late notice. So I took the gig.
I tend to perform well under pressure. But this felt like I was playing to a brick wall. People were trickling in for the act to follow me. Even though more and more people were coming in, I still felt like the audience was too stiff to get any kind of rise out of. It was unbelievably uncomfortable. I felt like I was struggling to sustain any interest out of that room. I think I could have gotten a better response out of a room full of corpses. Every artist has played a gig or two like this. I think I did alright though. There were several people that did tell me they liked it afterward. So I guess I have that going for me.
It’s a situation like that when an artist is playing their guts out, kicking ass but not taking names, that you want to reach out and slap the audience into a fervor. I mean if you’re going to out to see live music and that performance wants you to interact and you don’t. It kills the vibe. Artists feed off the energy that is brought from the audience. The artist has to start the game, but the audience needs to finish it. Unfortunately for all the starting I was doing, I wasn’t able to bring most of the audience with me. That’s why I want you to show me love.
Robyn is fairly unique. I like the way she pronounces things, its probably due to her Swedish upbringing. After having become a little bit of a household name, she scaled back and then jumped out of the major label game. She’s since gone indie, but remains a staple in the Swedish market. Hopefully I’m turning a few of you on to her, or you’re discovering Robyn all over again. Either way, enjoy this little pop delight and get your very own copy right from iTunes.
(** Disclaimer: If Robyn’s label decides to show me some indecent lovin’, I’ll be wisking this audio to the desolate land of deletion. The text will remain. **)