Am I ever a sucker for the perfect pop hook.
I’ve never paid much attention to that pop song priestess from north of the border, Avril Lavigne.
After all, she was freakin’ born the year after I left high school.
She’d consider me out of touch and super creepy. I’d label her a vapid totem of mass consumerism.
Must be hard work pushing that giant wheel barrow full of money to the bank every day, ya little pop twerp……….
But, if she’d see that a couple dozen hundies kinda slid off the top of the pile and hit the floor, I might admit that vocal hook in the chorus is sheer pop genius.