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I was very fortunate last week to find myself in possession of two rather hot tickets.

Even the name printed on them sizzled... Enrique Iglesias!

I was, needless to say, rather happy about this and called up my equally excited sister to invite her along.

Now I know the man isn't everybody's first choice, but that is actually the reason I?m bringing it up in the first place.

From the moment I made mention of how thrilled I was to be going to see Enrique live, I had a whole lot of people throwing their opinions at me.

"But he sucks", "I can't believe you are going to see that loser" and "Enrique? You have to be kidding me!" were some of the comments.

Well, first of all: if your definition of a loser is a man who is gorgeous, talented, has a hot girlfriend, lots of money and can serenade you in very sexy Spanish... then I guess that's him!

Secondly, and I think I have said this before: why does everyone care so much?

When I was a teenager I went through a phase of pretending to only like a certain style of music to impress a guy, and I have to tell you, it was tiring.

It was like smokers trying to hide the fact that they smoke and then rushing home for a quick, secret drag or two.

I used to rush home to the radio and get my next fix.

Okay, slightly dramatised, but you know what I mean.

I used to care what people thought about my choice in music. How pathetic! I'm the one who had to listen to it.

Yes, I am a fan of Enrique. I'm a fan of Robbie Williams, of Madonna and a whole lot of other pop singers.

I also like the Rolling Stones, the Beatles, Linkin Park, Frank Sinatra, Paul van Dyk, Farryl Purkiss and Hoobastank and yes, even a little Beyonce and hey, even that irritatingly, catchy 'Beautiful Girls' song by Sean Kingston.

I appreciate all kinds of sound, as long as it either: makes me want to dance, makes me feel good, has substance and meaning or just plain rocks.

I won't apologise for it. I certainly won't justify it and if that is still an issue for any of you, I suggest you get over it because I am not going to stop.

As that sexy Latin, supposed "loser" says, "All I need is the rhythm divine!"

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