The album Music was released 11 years ago this week. It’s possibly my favourite Madonna album – it’s a pretty perfect example of her pop sensibility pushing some quite radical sounds into the mainstream in the guise of brilliant pop songs. As I wrote a couple of weeks ago, I first heard the album on the shop floor of Spoils, a kitchen reject store I worked at during university, after one of the managers downloaded it. I also vividly remember the day I purchased the album, ending as it did with me vomiting in a friend’s flat.
In ‘Don’t Tell Me’, ‘What It Feels Like For A Girl’ and ‘Paradise (Not for Me)’ I think it contains three of her best songs. Which isn’t half bad. It’s possibly the last time she has so perfectly married the daring and the mainstream: American Life was more in the former category while Confessions on a Dancefloor and Hard Candy were definitely the latter. We’ll see what the new album brings.