Pink Rocks!

2007-09-14 11:15
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From the second Pop’s sassiest sister strutted onto the Bellville Veldrome stage in Cape Town wearing a black-leather micro-mini, knee-high boots and a whip, the sold out crowd at the final leg of her “I’m Not Dead World Tour” knew they were in for something special.

In the flesh Pink’s actually way more petite than her ball-busting biker babe persona suggests. Make no mistake, this chick is fierce. But with that spiky bottle blonde cut, slew of tattoos, and yes, those amazing athletic-toned thighs working their magic she’s also fiercely sexy.

It’s not your average singing budgie sex-sells factor though. No recycled post-Paula Abdul booty babe choreography for this chick. She can actually sing. And sing she does, careening from glam-edged garage rock cries about female empowerment like "Cuz I Can" and R&B-kissed chat room confession sessions such as "Conversations With My 13-Year-Old Self" and "Leave Me Alone (I'm Lonely)" to an exquisitely soulful Janis Joplin medley. Wait up, a medley? Isn't that a covers trick that show-ponies like Patricia Lewis usually resort to?
Maybe. But when Pink belts out “Summertime”, “Me and Bobby McGee” and “Piece of My Heart” she’s not just preaching to the karaoke converted. She’s channeling the soul of her heroes. Nowhere more so than on her achingly beautiful sit down cover of songwriting partner Linda Perry's 4 Non Blondes hit "What's Going On" and her razor-sharp, unplugged up yours to none other than George Bush, "Dear Mr President".

Pink understands how to work a crowd without coming off overly-contrived too. "I wrote a song while I was in prison" she teases in a catty little faux-dumb blonde coo. Geeky girls crushed up against the pit immediately go gaga as they recognize the intro to her show stopping "Stupid Girls" piss take on vacuous Hollywood party girls like Paris and Lindsay. Yes, Pink actually has something to say about making your way in this crazy world today.

She’s saying forget about those bulimic bitches like Paris Hilton brainwashing you into believing that anorexia and air-headedness are something you should aspire to. She’s saying forget the ‘cool’ kids at school. Be yourself. Hell, the rebel without a pause even shows the crowd how to by inventing a “dork dance” before cuddling up to a life-size green stuffed frog donated by one smitten fan in the front row!

-Miles Keylock

You’ve got to love Pink. Sure, she doesn't have Britney's airbrushed boobs, Christina’s Whitney-cloned vocals or Avril Lavigne’s teen-flick floss. She doesn’t need them. She’s one of the few Pop performers who can hold an audience’s attention with her spontaneous spunk. publishes all comments posted on articles provided that they adhere to our Comments Policy. Should you wish to report a comment for editorial review, please do so by clicking the 'Report Comment' button to the right of each comment.

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