So I bought the new

So I bought the new Madonna album today, which as usual threw me into the existential horror of trying to work out exactly how gay that makes me.

I went through a really unexamined period about a thousand years ago when I was quite heavily dosed up with ‘la vie homosexuelle’ (it was the cheery-pills – what can I say). I’ve since managed to innoculate myself against most of its excesses (while becoming addicted to a few others in the process), and my resistance to gay music taste (in both senses of the word gay) is now quite strong. But old Madge managed to break through with the last album, and now I have succumbed once more. If I wake up in the night in a cold sweat aching for A1’s version of “Take On Me”, then I’ll know that things have finally gone too far…