But wait, the pop world can get nastier. One week before Britney's disc hit the Wal-Marts and the Targets, the pop star Pink declared a little war with her third album, "Try This." On her last go-round, Pink (formerly known as Alecia Moore) scored several hits by singing sensitive songs about family dysfunction and self-loathing, including "Don't Let Me Get Me," which had her singing about how tired she was of being compared to Britney: "She's so pretty. That just ain't me."
But rock critic Sean Daly saw the new Pink effort as ear-blistering competition for Spears. Pink is "much more intriguing," he wrote, since she had been "smoking, drinking, engaging in same-sex liplocks for the tabloids -- long before Brit snogged Madonna on MTV." In her competition with Britney, Daly reported Pink "comes on like a fighter jet in thigh-highs, dropping jarring F-bombs all over the 13 tracks and machine-gun-delivering a between-the-sheets play-by-play that would make (thoroughly filthy) Lil' Kim blush." In case the lyrics weren't shocking enough, Pink recently appeared on an MTV Europe awards show in a full devil jumpsuit, complete with red horns and a pointy tail.
Buying the Pink CD, which does have a Parental Advisory label, provides a load of shock value, both in the packaging (sleazy pictures in the liner notes) and the music. Daly professed the track "Oh My God," a "decidedly unreligious" duet with the raunchy female rapper Peaches, "gets top honors as the nastiest, filthiest, wash-your-mouth-out-with-soapiest track ... for further lyrics, read Hustler magazine."
These women are not sympathetic figures or role models. They're parental nightmares, goads to little girls to dress up like street-walkers and dance like strippers, and to behave like rich white trash. Parents need to find their music-starved young daughters some better singing role models.