Dancing On My Own
Robyn
This woman is one of the most endearing artists to come along, or reemerge rather, in years. Lifted from Body Talk Pt. 1, the first installment of her new trilogy album series, “Dancing On My Own” is the song that every gay man alive can relate to: “I’m in the corner, watching you kiss her/I’m right over here, why can’t you see me/I’m givin’ it my all, but I’m not the girl you’re takin’ home/I keep dancing on my own.” Pronouns aside, I can’t imagine anything else eliciting more instantaneous empathy than those lines. Culturally, the gay club is so much more than just a room of dancing sweaty men. It’s a safe space to live out loud. It’s a spigot tapping into what we’ve locked away from the outside world — and often ourselves. And it’s the perfect stage set for falling in lust, mistaking it for love and then having it all ripped away in a matter of minutes. It’s that delicious lovelorn state that is at the core of this track — as Robyn herself puts it, a song inspired by her love of inherently sad, gay disco anthems such as Ultravox’s “Dancing With Tears in My Eyes,” Sylvester, and Donna Summer. Between its industrial techno album version and the myriad remixes by Ch ew Fu, Michael Woods, Fred Falke, Jakwob, Rex the Dog and Buzz Junkies, this indisputably belongs alongside the aforementioned torch song royalty.
Reader Comments
Great post with lots of imporantt stuff.
By Jennis on 07-21-2011
