End of year commentary pt 1

Most overrated/overhyped-by-the-gays album of 2005 goes to --

Madonna's Confessions on a Dancefloor.

Her lyrics continue to be mostly trite. "Other places make me feel like a dork?" from the let-down 'I Love New York.' (I was hoping for some sort of anthem, but alas no.) "The lights are on, but there's no one home," indeed. Were they always that bad and I was just too gay to notice?

The music's not so problematic. Or at least the tracks where Stuart Price had a hand in. (By the way, a Virgo. And all of 28.) I've liked most everything he's done (Zoot Woman, Les Rythmes Digitales, and the Jacques Lu Cont/Paper Faces remixes.) So maybe there's hope for dance music.