On Monday morning, Billboard announced that Rihanna became the first artist in the 20-year history of its Pop Songs radio airplay chart to log 10 No.1 hits – a feat accomplished once “Stay” ascended to the top spot this week.

On Monday night, Rihanna trotted out those ubiquitous radio smashes – some in medley form – as well as more than half of the songs on her current album, “Unapologetic,” and a handful of other favorites from her relatively young career.

No doubt she’s Queen Ri Ri at the moment, and the sold out, predominantly female audience at Philips Arena greeted her with the type of vocal adoration that signaled it didn’t matter what she did on stage – they just wanted to be in her presence.

Rihanna has wisely surrounded herself with a jaw-dropping production – several complete sets ranging from Roman columns and marble stairs to rotating platforms and slick video screens, all rising from the ground like makeshift cities.

Her eight dancers, pair of backup singers and four-piece band (including ace guitarist Nuno Bettencourt of Extreme) provide much of the heavy lifting, as Rihanna herself isn’t the most naturally fiery performer or the most potent singer.

But her nasally tones sounded fine when she wasn’t being overpowered by the echo-y refrain of “Birthday Cake” or the chest-rattling bass during “Loveeeeeee Song.” And hey, at least she was singing – except when she wasn’t (“Pour It Up” was mostly backing tracks and a live beat).

When heard in succession, Rihanna’s songs have a hypnotic quality, and the first chunk of the brisk, 100-minute show lulled more than adrenalized, even with the Barbadian  beauty yelling, “Atlaaaaanta!” every few songs and telling the crowd, “I’ve got so much love for this city.”

She breezed through a series of costume changes, often wearing sexy thigh-high boots for strut-walking around the stage, bouncing in those boots like a rocker and grabbing her crotch like, well, the way most women don’t.

But while Rihanna’s musical presence was sporadically engaging, her physical presence always commanded the spotlight, whether she was doing deep knee bends and giving an unavoidable view of her toned backside during “What’s My Name?” or dodging gusts of pyro in a multicolored midriff-baring body suit for the Ginuwine-sampling “Jump.”

The show reached its pinnacle with another set change that turned the arena into a discotheque stocked with strobes and lasers and Rihanna bounded out in a glittery jacket and sneakers for a Top 40 bonanza that included the effervescent “We Found Love” and a medley of “S&M,” “Only Girl (In the World)” and “Don’t Stop the Music.”

But even when she approached a mega-hit more with an obligatory shrug than authentic gusto – yes, talking about “Umbrella” – it was easy to see why the 25-year-old has become a supernova: Her effortlessly digestible pop songs contain just a hint of exoticness to differentiate them from the other radio fare, and that, apparently, is enough.

Opener A$AP Rocky spent his stage time sitting on a white throne or stalking the stage in his black ensemble, his raps mostly incomprehensible over the clanging of his three-piece band and DJ.

The New York rapper threw in many profanity-laced shout-outs to weed smokers before “Kissin’ Pink,” dedicated the swaggering “Fashion Killa” to the ladies in the crowd and amped them up further with “F-in Problems.”

Rocky’s skill as a rapper was evident, but the muddled sound turned his set into a forgettable migraine-inducer.

Check out photos of the show here.