Peaches
The Teaches Of Peaches

THE REVIEW

And one day Peaches, the New Woman, arrived.

My first encounter with Peaches happened one night on TV. There was a video where a girl in pink hot pants danced and sang, and while doing this, she grew eyelashes and hair, and shortly after pubic hair, and in an exaggerated manner. I thought. "my god". And as soon as I saw a CD on a store shelf with those same hot pants on the cover, well, I couldn't do anything but buy it.

The album in question is Peaches' debut, "The teaches of Peaches" (because Peaches also worked as a teacher on Long Island) released by Kitty Yo, under the supervision of Chicks on Speed (to whom Peaches lent her voice and guitar in the anthem "We don't play guitars") and in Berlin, naturally.

What you find inside:
an old-model Roland beatbox, the MC5, whose name only brings good things to mind. Guitar, sometimes. Drums, sporadically. Sassy little voice. And ideas, ideas, ideas, if an average musician had a third of this girl's insights, they would at least make three LPs.

The album opens with "Fuck the pain away", the song from the video, and yes, as you have understood, Peaches does not mince her words, and the track is truly good, only synth (more than minimal) and drum machine, but the song is really there. Then follows "Rock show" which is a devastating garage-punk, and damn good! There are at least two more tracks on this album, "Cum Undum" and "Sucker", all with Steve Keeping on drums, which most garage artists would pay gold to have written, so... cool. I don't know how else to define them.
And it makes you think a little that such rock pieces were actually written by someone who does electronic music, is it perhaps a sign of the times? Anyway, in "Sucker" the lady sings "What a sucker/I want a sucker", just like that without batting an eyelid. Other prominent tracks on the album are the more electro tracks like "Hot Rod" and "Diddle my skittle", beautiful in its utmost simplicity.

Peaches reaches her peak with "Lovertits", a sweaty and panty-tearing dance-funk track, and here indeed every man for himself. One of the extraordinary things about this Canadian artist is that she really "wields her sexuality like a club", someone said.
It's not a simple pose, her being the most obscene mouth of rock 'n' roll, and it's not even a display. Peaches talks about sex like a child, in a playful and humorous way, and she just invites us to talk about it, and to do more of it.

May the Lord glorify this girl.