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Of course, some of these associations are pretty hard to avoid. I mean it's definitely possible to hear something of the old man's way of phrasing words in Coco's singing. That not-quite-Jamaican twang which used to drive all the reggae purists bonkers when the Police first started is clearly a hereditary trait. Which kind of proves that he wasn't putting it on, if nothing else.

Anyway, she's also got a grain of dad's smoky husk in her throat, although her voice is low and cool where his tends towards the high and excitable. This means she's got poise, and a certain haughty demeanour, so that she can sell a line like "it's The Lord Of The Flies all over again" without coming across as an unbearably pretentious swot.

What she needs though, is someone warm and human to hide behind while she's lobbing her snoot-bombs at The Powers That Be. This is what Robyn is for. And what's interesting is that even though it is Coco's song, it is Robyn - quiet timid little Robyn - who totally OWNS it. Without her cool passion and soaring melody in the chorus, it'd just be a fairly polished trustafarian rouse-rabbler.

As it is, we have a definite hit on our hands, even if it does further muddy the waters on the thorny question of whether it's Coco or her celebrity contacts who are the more interesting.

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(Fraser McAlpine)