
I’ve had Olivia Newton John bouncing around my head for the last week. Not in a good way either. Certainly not in a teenager excited by the switch from all American sweat heart to leather wearing vamp in Grease kind of a way.
Oh no, the Aussie songstress snuck inside my head dressed as some workout wonder complete with a 1980’s abomination of a haircut and started singing the truly awful ‘Let’s Get Physical’.






