As a teen growing up in India, pop's biggest names swiped from my culture. We didn't see it as crass; thankfully, today's kids do.
Looking Back at Love. Angel. Music. Baby., Gwen Stefani's Racist Pop Frankenstein, Ten Years Later
The album is simultaneously a racist mess, a lyrical car crash, and a treasure chest containing champagne kisses.
Avril's back with a generic new single, and desperate for attention. What better way to get everyone talking than by doing something totally stupid/offensive?