Columnist Douglas Greenwood used to feel anxious about going to gigs on his own, but Robyn's Paris show offered an emotional exorcism that was absolutely life affirming – with or without a gig buddyRobyn“Ugh, that shit’s so gooood!”. Across the stage of the legendary L’Olympia in Paris, Robyn writhes on the ground as the carnal vocal samples of ‘Between the Lines’, a happier, sexier highlight from her new record ‘Honey’, send a typically stoic French crowd wild. This is equal parts a concert, rave and emotional exorcism: a […]The post Pop Is Not A Dirty Word: why I danced on my own at a Robyn gig appeared first on NME.