Prepackaged Rebellion

I liked Alex Petridis’ take on Avril Lavigne in his review of her new album.

Nearly everyone under of 15 appears to have swallowed the official line on Lavigne: that she is an authentic symbol of punk rebellion, a scowling refusenik antidote to manufactured production-line pop. Everyone else is perplexed, largely because she could be no more obviously manufactured if she had a barcode and a telephone number for customer services taped to her forehead.