I can't say I'm quite as enamoured with Ms. Robyn Carlsson as the rest of the electropoposphere seems to be, but I do have to give the Swedish pixie props for releasing three LPs in one year. Nowhere near as grating as the disco sob story that was 'Dancing On My Own', 'Hang With Me' harks back to the best of stompy '90s floorfillers, while still sounding thoroughly modern.