Pink: Funhouse

My 12 year old daughter recognised the opening track, “So What”, when I played it today. She doesn’t normally appreciate the dulcet tones emanating from my study, so I’m either getting more hip in her eyes or more likely, I’m starting to loose the plot and need to return to a strict diet of Zeppelin and Floyd. But surprisingly I rather like the brash, in your face appeal of “So What”. Unfortunately, after this opening track the album calms down and at times tries to take itself far too seriously with a string of tedious ballads.