Well, it's easy and hard to say at the same time. On one hand, although P!nk is known for being one of the greatest pop rock starts of our generation, she's also had many songs that don't go with the whole new tradition that seems to be going around that plagues pop culture (I'm talking about the cheesily* up-beat songs with gratuitous nudity (not that I'm listening to those crappy songs when the videos show up) and suspect singing skills) like Girlicious or the p**** Cat Dolls. Not to say that once in a while those songs are good for partying and the like. I just enjoy artists that can send a message that I can relate to, or being a guy, can't, but can still understand whats going on. P!nk's list of songs can accompany you wherever the f_ck you (or I) go. If I'm driving around town or going on a trip of any length (walking, running, jogging, or just waiting for the bus), I always have all of P!nk's songs in my easy listening playlist. It deosn't matter, like I said, waiting at the bus stop, sitting on the couch, foolin around on the comp, it's just there...the songs just make me think aloud or sub-f_cking-consciously about what they mean every time. Even when one of the dance songs comes on, I just groove in my head, I just can't sit still at all, I always have at least a hand or a foot picking up the beat. Now I only started to listen to P!nk about a year ago, since she wasn't well known where I'm from (Orleans, Ontario). Sure, blast me if you want to say, "ooou, but you're technically from Ottawa, wtf man, how did you NOT hear about P!NK!!!", what do you want me to say, we didn't listen to MTV that much, my high school was pretty boring. So I heard about her about 2 years ago in the 11th grade, but didn't pay much attention, because hell, I was only 16, I pretty much only listened to the music I grew up on, which is what my dad listened to in the car on any length of drive, or the few CD's in my room, the Stones, Aerosmith, the Beatles, U2, Led Zep, Hendrix, the Gorillaz, CBC Radio, Chez 106.1 and The BEAR 106.9 (also, Kool 99.9 before it shut down). Ok, so maybe thats not such a small crowd of music. but seriously, that's ALL it was, nothing more. speeeeding-up 12th grade, the last f_cking year (don't read me wrong, I did just above average in school, because it made my folks proud enough, and I realized at a young age that I needed to get a job eventually). I started listening to the radio on my own time while I was goofing around not doing much or driving to my part-time job. I started hearing these pretty sweet &or cool songs calling me to find out who the P!nk chick really was. You'll guess while reading this sentence that I quickly learned a whole lot pretty fast over the internet, hoping it was all true (except for the negative mud-slinging crapola), trying to instantly catch up on the last couple of year's worth of info on my newest addition to my brain's own top10 list of artists I like. Silently cheering on the good times, and then immediately realizing that they'd already happened. Fresh with enthusiasm, I decided to scope out some interviews, eating up the tidbits of the real person that showed up now and then. Youtube definitely struck the final notes when a vastly larger emporium of P!nkness then my radio showed me all the songs in her repertoire, many with very nice videos to accompany the fantastic music. I know that if anyone is reading this that's looked at my profile will be thinking right now. "Dude, you're 18, you're definitely just another one of those guys who watches MTV and porn all the time just to see some hot bods". Well buster, f_ck you IF you thought that. Sure thing, I'll agree with you on the fact that there are some racy and attractive f_cking babes out there in the world, including P!nK, but seriously, you just can't judge people like that. I mean, really, what would you do If I completely analyzed a whole compartment of your personality in a sh_tty way like that...Exactly...(man, these filters are starting to annoy me, idk if they consider sh_t a bad word, sorry if you do, hooray for underscores). Back to P!nk. Recently, in my first semester in college, I've been there cheering her on as she carried a bunch of songs into the top 10 on most of the world's music listings (which I know are a little biased, but I don't care), particularly in North America and Europe. Still listening to her everyday now along with a few new 100 songs that I've acquired in the cultural sharing bowl that is college, another small new fav is Rihanna ,proud to admit it. I'm kinda bummed out that I have a 0% chance of getting to the New Year's Bash that she is in over at Carey's club, Wasted Space. I might try to convince my folks to let me go to one of the concerts on the '09 tour while college is on March Break (spring break for US people), probably one of the ones in Germany or the one in Switzerland, that would be sick. Hopefully not lastly, the last week of November had me change a large aspect of my life, I decided to no longer be that average guy who looks completely average, but is still good at hockey (this is Canada, I'm proud to support that stupid stereotype that so many USAmericans have of us). I decided to start getting in serious shape. the first 2 weeks were pretty dull, I really had to force myself to not go back into the personal motivation lacking guy I was. But then a song came out by guess f_cking who that made me think about how good I actually feel when I work out, and believe in the near future when I'll look better then I ever have. NOT to show any spite P!nk, but because you explained your interview (the song by song video one), I told myself, YEAH, I can feel great, so I guess that didn't initially get the true meaning across, so at the same time, I fully understand the message in the song, the interview was only the finishing touches on the thought-engraving that came to my mind while listening to it. I guess this wasn't all that hard to say.

hopefully more to come

a fan

Rolland Bell