A few years back now, I let go and indulged in something of a holiday romance. It was short, intense and passionate, but the abrupt end left me unfulfilled and despondent.

You see, the problem was that my romance was with Muse and their debut LP, Showbiz. Whilst at the time it felt like the most incredible thing I could get my head around, the proceeding output left me cold, alienated and detached from my former belle. But like every other brief encounter, the hangover from passion never quite wanes and a simple text message or e-mail is enough for another rush of blood to the heart. Muse's re-entry to my conscience is this, 'Supermassive Black Hole'.

Sounding how black and white films in the 60s portrayed the future, mixed with the cream of Prince's output through his most magnificent eras, '...Black Hole' is danceable, stellar, soulful rock music for the masses. This is sassy, classy pop that oozes an air that has seldom seeped from the core of this band.

The love affair is back on and a whole lot sexier than before. A female friend told me that 'Supermassive' makes her want to touch boys. You can't say fairer than that.