Posted on 07/15/2010 7:13:48 PM PDT by TSgt
Pink was rushed to hospital last night after a stage stunt during her show in Nuremberg, Germany, went horribly wrong.
The 30-year-old singer, who is famous for her acrobatic stage routines, fell out of a harness high above the stage during a particularly difficult move as part of her Funhouse tour.
Pink was then rushed off stage and taken to a nearby hospital by ambulance.
However, the singer quickly took to her Twitter page to reassure fans who were left terrified by the dramatic accident.
She wrote: 'To all my nurnberg fans- I am so so so sorry to end the show that way.I am embarassed and very sorry. I'm in ambulance now but I will b fine.'
Pink then explained that the accident had happened because she hadn't been secured in her harness correctly, tweeting: 'Didn't get clipped in2 harness correctly,drug me off stage, fell in2 barricade. Getting xrays. I hope it at least looked cool!!!'
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define “class act” please
In the name of James Hetfield...
Get better soon!
She’s a beautiful girl. I’m glad she’ll be OK.
class??? Pink?
She’s a good performer - but not a class act.
It's worse than you think. I don't even know who that dude is.
Different strokes, I guess.
When I look at those pics Neanderthal Gymnast comes to mind.
You guys have obviously forgotter Pink’s anit-Bush song “Dear Mr. President”.
Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let’s pretend we’re just two people and
You’re not better than me.
I’d like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We’re not dumb and we’re not blind.
They’re all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter’s rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You’ve come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you ‘bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you ‘bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you ‘bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you ‘bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don’t know nothing ‘bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
Agreed. One of the best pure singers around today.
I like Pink because she has dealt with her demons. She has her act together. Sober and talented.
I’ve never heard a thing she’s done, nor do I care to.
I listen to classical, and Limbaugh.
I simply gave best wishes in the name of another on-stage performer who had a bad accident while performing.
That other performer being a staunch conservative, as well.
Or, would you rather I wished for her demise?
You mean like Dick Cheney?
With all the no-talent crappy performance “artists” one sees (or avoids) these days, it’s a pleasure to watch somebody who knows what smooth and beautiful performance art really can be. I’m not particularly a fan of Pink one way or the other, but I have respect for her gymnastic talent, and ability to sing well under what have to be most difficult physical circumstances. Glad she’ll be alright.
I was particularly awestruck by this performance. I don’t “celebrate her entire collection” but recognize her as having true raw talent.
Anyone can stand behind a microphone and sing a crappy pop song. Unfortunately, too many do...
It’s not Bach but it’s pretty damn good...
Glitter In The Air
Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Close your eyes and trust it, just trust it
Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face
And said I just don’t care?
It’s only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg, the sun before the burn
The thunder before lightning, the breath before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way?
Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?
Your whole life waiting on the ring to prove you’re not alone
Have you ever been touched so gently you had to cry?
Have you ever invited a stranger to come inside?
It’s only half past the point of oblivion
The hourglass on the table, the walk before the run
The breath before the kiss and the fear before the flames
Have you ever felt this way?
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
There you are, sitting in the garden
Clutching my coffee, calling me sugar
You called me sugar
Have you ever wished for an endless night?
Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight
Have you ever held your breath and asked yourself
Will it ever get better than tonight? Tonight
I like Pink. Love her live version of “Piece of My Heart”.
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