My guess is, you're American and you've heard Kylie Minogue referenced here and there on a sitcom or in a movie or maybe even another song (try the Pretenders' "Popstar"), often to reinforce gay character traits. But you have no idea who she is or what her music sounds like. Get this: In Britain and her native Australia, she's bigger than Madonna, with strings of No. 1 singles that would make a Beatle blush. She's just never been able to entice us Yanks. This album, however, wouldn't be a bad time to give her try.
Not that there's a new sound or idea on the whole thing. Minogue has been making records for more than 20 years, and her bag of tricks is threadbare. But for what it is -- sweet, bubbly dance-pop that's well-produced and (finally) not over-produced -- "Aphrodite" is good and solid. She's definitely surrendering to the dancefloor, and the first word we hear whispered on this CD is, "Dance!" Later, she asks, "What's the point of living if you don't want to dance?" That's about as deep as she gets here, but by the time you're hit by the sugary pulse of "Get Out of My Way" or "Put Your Hands Up (If You Feel Love)," you're twirling around the dance floor (or the living room) and you just don't care. That has value, and this time out Minogue and her team of music makers (including exec producer Stuart Price and singer Jake Shears, both of Scissor Sisters fame) makes it worth it.