I've been listening to Lykke Li's Youth Novels, thinking I might need to add it to my Best of 2008 albums list. In the meantime, as I've been digesting the record and feeling captivated by Lykke's voice and melodies, I've also been captivated by the way she moves.
Watch this performance of "Breaking It Up" from Late Night. You can't take your eyes off of her:
That's not pop choreography, that's her voice and music moving through her. She's feeling it.
She likes to dance:
"Having troubles telling how I feel
But I can dance, dance, dance
Couldn't possibly tell you how I mean
But I can dance, dance, dance
So when I trip on my feet
Look at the beat
The words are, written in the sand
When I'm shaking my hips
Look for the swing
The words are, written in the air
Dance
I was a dancer all along
Dance, dance, dance
Words can never make up for what you do..."
Are you enjoying what you're doing? Or are you overwhelmed, at a loss for words? Show me some stomps, some shimmies, put some angles in your elbows.
I'm counting down the minutes until dance class tonight.