For an art rocker turned international pop star of the month, Collins is not nearly as hateable as he might be. In fact he's not hateable at all between his self-deprecating videos and good taste in business associates (better Philip Bailey than, say, Steve Perry). But it's going to take more than just a stupid love song to win me over. Then factor in the utterly unsurprising lyrics and arrangements and you find yourself wondering just why this is considered a mein of Britpop voices. Because nobody ever wondered what it sounded like unfiltered? C