Not since Kevin Bacon had to blow off some steam with an unforgettable angry-dance montage in 1984's Footloose has an artist so taken advantage of the potential of an empty warehouse as a stage for free-form self-expression. Armed with a fur sweater, spandex and pink platform sneakers, Robyn sashays, pirouettes, jumps and wiggles her way around the building's interiors while getting hit with various different patterns of dramatic lighting. "Here's how you know someone is a great performer: She can hold your attention completely for three and a half minutes all by yourself," gushes Tom Breihan of Pitchfork. "It's a true command performance, a hall-of-fame effort from an artist at the absolute peak of her powers."
All told, we're inclined to agree. See for yourself below: