Pink @ US Airways Center

Alecia Beth Moore — better known by her pop culture handle Pink — has got a real mouth on her. In addition to being a powerhouse vocalist, Pink delights in saying exactly what's on her mind, portraying the quientessential "tough broad" role to a tee. She sings her songs like she's about to sock you for being out of line and slam a beer before busting it over her six-pack. Early on, industry goons probably considered her rock 'n' roll attitude an impediment, but if the radio play of her latest, 2012's The Truth About Love, is any indication, Pink wisely told the suits to stuff it. Her brash confidence drips off every track, like the Cars-gone-Clarkson anthem, "Blow Me (One Last Kiss)," which effortlessly seizes on her hell-hath-no-fury appeal, cheekily blending her wounded sensibility with a muscular club beat while Pink rages about whiskey dick, drinking too much, and how full of shit her (former) man is. She's got a restrained side, too, but while "Just Give Me a Reason," her duet with Nate Ruess of fun., is plenty pretty, she sounds best when she's raging, like when she apes Blur and David Bowie on the dance floor freakout "Slut Like You." Younger starlets like Rhianna and Ke$ha have appropriated Pink's steez, but it's hard to buy them quite the way we buy Pink. Wham bam thank you ma'am.