Sorry, maybe I'm getting old, but this is pretty much how I feel.
The end of my love affair with Kylie Minogue
Dear Kylie,
This is probably going to hurt me a lot more than it hurts you and, trust me, I have given it a lot of thought ... I have decided it's time we broke up.
Yes, after nearly 30 years together, from cassettes to my iPod, I just can't do this any more.
I think the clincher came last week when I heard your latest album and it came to the track Sexercise.
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Yes, I was a little perplexed by the track title, too, given we both grew up in the era of the Rancan Sisters, Jane Fonda and all those horrendous high-cut leotards.
But here we are in 2014 and you are singing a song called Sexercise without a hint of irony, purring: ''If love's a drug, we're higher than stilettos.''
Well, Kylie darling, I confess I cringed when I heard that lyric. Higher than stilettos? Seriously? You (or Sia, who is credited with writing the track) couldn't have come up with anything a little more, erm, insightful, after 45 years on planet Earth? This is the best you have after all those life experiences?
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