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Come Into My World
Kylie Minogue
Fever
2001

Confession:
After hearing this song for the first time, I listened to it on non-stop repeat for the rest of the day.

This wasn't all that long ago.

I'm more embarrassed about the book I was reading at the time (*cough* something from the oeuvre of Sophie Kinsella *cough*), than my true and true love for Kylie Minogue.

Kylie is--to quote someone's description of Brandon Walsh--just wonderful. 

For a long time the only Kylie song I could identify was "Can't Get You Out of My Head"--a song I found mildly irritating, but also gravitated towards rather guiltily.  I knew that she covered Little Eva's "The Loco-motion" in the 80s--a song Tina, her little sister and I danced to in her cool, unfinished basement on hot summer afternoons.  When I was on that Contiki bus for a month during the fall of 2005, Kylie was an oft-mentioned topic.  She was undergoing treatment for breast cancer and the Australians on the bus kept up with news about "our Kylie".  Their genuine concern for her well-being and the way they claimed her as "theirs" piqued my curiosity. 

A few years later I happened to see the music video for "2 Hearts" (a contender for my "silly love song") on the kitchen TV that had been left on and abandoned.  A platnium-blonde Kylie sings into a rhinestone-covered skull-shaped microphone draped over a grand piano, her red-soled Christian Louboutins kicked up in the air.  I was stock-still mesmerized.  And--what was surprising to myself at the time--I was impressed. 

Kylie's tenth album, X was my gateway drug.  I loved (and love) that entire album.  I gave myself over to it completely.  I remember listening to "Nu-di-ty" and "The One" (a song that still breaks my heart) on an Underground platform in London when I was there in the spring of 2008.  Not unlike Madonna, I admire Kylie's projection of towering self-confidence and how comfortable she is with being...sexy. 

I don't know what made "Come Into My World" stick with me so intensely the first time I heard it.  I do know that there is something about that infectious dance-disco beat combined with simple sappy love-letter lyrics that I LOVE and will defend to the death.  I know that something like:

Take these lips that were made for kissing
And this heart that will see you through
And these hands that were made to touch and feel you

is pretty cheesy, but I just don't care.  It is a perfect pop confection, but it isn't hollow (like a disappointing bunny-mold Easter chocolate)--it still manages to affect me.  Its as much a part of my musical make-up as any of the other songs I've shared before it.

I need your love
Like night needs morning <3