Yes, you heard right – Madonna just said that she feels like a dork outside New York City. If anything, “I Love New York” and the rest of Confessions on a Dance Floor prove that you can put the grown-up club kid on an English country estate, but it might take surgical intervention to take the club kid out. Co-produced by Madonna and Stuart Price, Confessions is the sound of a woman who’s still in touch with the bratty brashness of early gems like “Lucky Star” and “Dress You Up” – just listen to the crazy-for-you mooning of its first single, “Hung Up.” The album’s return to pulsing floor grooves displays a Madonna who’s able to have it both ways: “Sorry” demonstrates how little difference there can be between teen and adult romantic drama, while much of the album is a pop-happy celebration of love as its own form of spiritual awakening.