In a world dominated by X-Factors, Pop Idols and manufactured-bubblegum-pop factories, rebellious wild-child Pink deserves huge amounts of credit for reaching album number four with her credibility still in tact. For whilst she’ll always dabble in a multitude of genres, from hip-hop to rock, pop music remains her main stomping ground, and it’s one that she commands well, armed with a plethora of good tunes and never once succumbing to the cringe-worthy clichés that plagues most modern pop.

With a number of producers in her army, including Billy Mann (Anastacia), Butch Walker (Avril Lavigne) and Wu-Tang's RZA, Pink, never one to keep her thoughts to herself, launches a bitter attack. Laying into ‘Stupid Girls’ (Apparently aimed at Bubblegum Queen Britney Spears) and George Bush (on ‘Dear Mr. President’, featuring folk duo the Indigo Girls) whilst re-visiting some of the emotional wounds she exposed on 2003’s ‘Try This’, all set to a background of dance, hip-hop, folk and flat-out rock.

With the likes of Kelly Clarkson et all attempting to muscle-in on Pink’s distinct brand of power-pop, acid-tongued Pink yet again moves one step ahead. In keeping a fresh yet grown up sound that throws in a touch of the blues amidst everything else that’s going on, she proves undoubtedly why she’s the top chick in the mainstream pop pack, dispelling the myth that all pop is processed by Simon Cowell-like figures in big factories.

Far from it, with such a personal, lyrically-impressive album, Pink sets herself apart and shows the world that, not only is she very much alive, but pop music isn’t dead, either.

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