The reality of most double albums is usually there is only enough great material for one excellent record, but artists (or record companies) often add unnecessary filler, basically to take up space and time. Most would agree one great album is superior to two mediocre ones. 
Since Robyn’s Body Talk 1 & 2 were released months apart, some might argue that it isn’t a double album. If you want to debate semantics, fine, (it may even be one of three). The criticism still applies; both these albums contain lackluster tracks compared to Robyn’s brilliant eponymous record from 2005. The Body Talks contain some good music, but lyrically, this second one especially, feels like a trip down 90′s hip-hop nostalgia lane – and not in a good way.
Body Talk Pt. 2 doesn’t suck, but Robyn may want to reconsider her new strategy of rushing to release tracks and return to a practice of exercising selectivity.
Oh Robyn, I’ve really missed you. I wore your eponymous album out. Finally, you are back with Body Talk Pt. 1, and it was worth the wait mama!
Robyn swaggers through Dancehall Queen with astonishing credibility (especially considering she’s Swedish). Dancing on my Own continues her previous album’s theme of abandonment and loneliness. Robyn mixes humility with confidence which reflects the honesty of her writing and keeps her likable.
For those of you craving a clear-toned disarming ballad, try Hang With Me. There are plenty of beats with attitude for the dancers, and even a traditional Swedish song sung as a dulcet lullaby. 
Body Talk Pt. 1 has eight delicious tracks that serve as a tasty appetizer to additional offerings slated for later this summer. Until then, I’ll be keeping this on heavy rotation. 
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