I’ve tried and tried to listen to Body Language (Kylie‘s latest) from beginning to end, but I could not stop myself from skipping mid-song in the vain hope that the next will be, how can I put this, good.

Unless a miracle is performed along the line, in the form of a mix by Fischerspooner, or a video by Michel Gondry, I cannot possibly foresee it growing on me.

It’s official: I’m turning straight.