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Robyn

“Call Your Girlfriend” (Feed Me Remix)

Konichiwa

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With summer rapidly approaching, we have finally returned with a remix to perfectly soundtrack your road trips and summer parties.  When the song first appearaed on Body Talk Pt. 3 late last year, Robyn’s “Call Your Girlfriend” was immediately yet another modern electropop masterpiece to add to her canon of intelligent and heartfelt pop songs.  Only someone as genuine as Robyn could feel the compassion for the girl whose boyfriend she is in love with.  British DJ Feed Me takes the song and deftly adds elements of dubstep, a dirty bassline and pulsing synths in a way that serves to reinvent the song, while retaining the emotion that made the original such an instant classic.

Each day this week, we will be debuting ten more songs as we count down our favorite songs of 2010. We couldn’t have possibly listened to every song in 2010, but these are our favorites out of everything we listened to. Today we present 10-1. Read below to see our picks!
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Each day this week, we will be debuting ten more songs as we count down our favorite songs of 2010.  We couldn’t have possibly listened to every song in 2010, but these are our favorites out of everything we listened to.  Today we present 40-31.  Read below to see our picks!

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Robyn – “Time Machine”

Robyn

“Time Machine”

Cherrytree

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Robyn’s succesful Body Talk series this past year has solidified what we already knew: she melds dance-pop aesthetics and independent sensibilities and does a fantastic job at it.  “Time Machine” reunites the Swedish chanteuse with producer Max Martin, who helmed her 1997 hit “Show Me Love.”  Even 13 years after first working together, Robyn still serves as the perfect muse to Martin — this is clearly no “DJ Got Us Fallin’ in Love.”  Unlike many of Martin’s recent productions, the track comes across as sincere and inspired; when she sings, “All I want is a DeLorean,” you know she means it.  Robyn releases all of her emotions and leaves this pulsating dance gem with every ounce of regret.  “This ain’t science fiction.”  It certainly isn’t.  This is is pop music: and as good as it gets.