Robyn does weirdly sexy videos. She made me swell for short haircuts long before everyone started regressing to This Is England inspired manly pixie cuts. Although this isn’t weirdly sexy. This is kind of bluntly sexy. Hmmm – objects that are blunt and sexy I could expand the analogy with. Nevermind. But even if you’re going to wear boots and ill-fitting trousers and cut your hair like Patrick Bateman, I could still find you pretty if you’re properly-European.
Sexy!
I don’t think I’d be able to stop myself breaking up with Robyn if we ever dated. I get the feeling she’d write a song about how awesome I am, and everyone would start listening to it, and there’d be a video with an implausibly good-looking couple representing us, and it might feel kind of nice.
Dancing like it’s 2001 and still OK to break the cycle of one-night stands. There’s nothing not to like!
I mean, I don’t know, she’s like Kylie. Actually, she sort of fills the Kylie shaped hole in my life that I don’t want to share with my Mum’s record collection. Which is comprised of Irish folk bands, and Kylie. So a pop star who we all know is credible, and does songs with phat beats – I’ll take that. Anyway.
She did a Dancing On My Own live performance on some-american-tonight-show earlier this year. It was pretty hot. In that distinctive and weirdly sexy way.
(The DANCING at 1:36! More people must dance like that!)
