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Album Review: Sexistential | Robyn

  • Writer: Spyros Psarras
    Spyros Psarras
  • Apr 8
  • 3 min read

It’s been 8 years since Robyn’s most delicate album, Honey was released. Back then we were introduced to a more contemplative side of the artist compared to her previous work and it felt like something between maturity and evolution. Famous for her electronic bangers of 2010’s Bodytalk, the influential Swedish producer, singer and songwriter returns with Sexistential, combining her signature synths of the aforementioned era with her new perspective on life as a mother, a lover and an artist in the world of 2026. Pressing Play…


Decisive kicks stomp on a subterranean melody to open the alluring Really Real, reminding us of Robyn’s addictive takes on electronic pop, giving us a good reason to get hyped about this new adventure. It sounds familiar, yet new and thrilling - the exact feeling a fan wishes for every time they play a new album of their favorite artist for the first time. Really Real thrives in the contrast between its dark verses and dazzling choruses, maintaining the confidence of a deliberately steadfast fire. Now, Dopamine, a sister to Missing You, may not sound as the lead single it was set to be for -despite its soft power- it misses the punch that is present later in Sexistential. However, it’s the type that might grow in you with time.


The following trio Blow My Mind, Sucker For Love and It Don’t Mean a Thing act like one body of experimental pop, not necessarily to please the masses but more of a playground for Robyn to do Robyn things and let her audience witness what she comes up with. None of the tracks stand out but each of them can make you come back for a second listen. Blow my Mind and It Don’t Mean a Thing are winking at you as if they know your secrets while Sucker For Love begs to be jammed in front of the mirror as you’re preparing to go out. And then Talk To Me hits like a meteorite, blazing with lust to make one of the most iconic, modern Robyn pieces, offering the punch I was ironically missing in Dopamine. This one is the little devil whispering in your ear, challenging your every thought and desire. The sassy bass, the steady beat and the climaxes are all present like foundational ingredients for this potion of affection to work its best. 


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The minimal Sexistential examines maternity in its full complexity, from seeking pleasure through sex to decompressing through consumerism. Bossy and progressive, the homonymous track hits the way None of Dem does and it’s destined for either the club or the Drag Race. On the opposite shore, the artist lets her romantic side take over in Light Up where we are offered an enchanting mix of Robyn’s most velvet-smooth vocals and sharp production. Fragile as ever, she swims in regret for past decisions and hope for the future as she asks for space, light and forgiveness. To the ones claiming electronic music lacks soul or sentiment, this one’s the answer.


Closing this album, Robyn casually drops a bomb -one of the grandest entries in her entire discography- Into The Sun. Sexistential comes full circle as we -once again- stand before an eclipse in the likes of Really Real. The artist's mysterious lower register builds the tension before it leads to the most erupting choruses, making the track as glorious and worthwhile as climbing the highest mountain and reaching its peak to witness the -once in a lifetime- sunset. The lines ‘Burn a hole in my retina’ and ‘Into the sun just like a sword….Might burn on the entry’ are triumphant depictions of the track’s impact to our senses. Into the Sun makes for the most satisfying end for this album as well as the most deserving 10/10.


To sum up, Sexistential holds everything a Robyn fan can ask for. Innovative yet familiar pop built on dynamic beats, exploratory melodies and non-hypocritical songwriting. One could say it’s a condensed version of Body Talk brought in 2026, imbued with years of lived experience and the wisdom that comes with it. Whatever you may call it, the album is a forceful comeback of signature Robyn music with a good amount of it promising to make its way into the artist’s most iconic moments in her entire career - a challenge Honey had a hard time with. Personally, I appreciate an album that doesn’t overstay its welcome yet manages to fully express its message for this is how everlasting memories are made. Until next time, take care!



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