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By Jeremy Grand
On her latest trip to the bordello, Peaches explores the realms of politics and evasive Bush-bashing (the president, not the pussy), pant tenting, the widely popular "shocker," pimps, three-ways, bisexuality and going Downtown (the first single from this album).
Keeping faithful to her original brand of sexual musical escapades, Peaches delivers a more clean cut record than the previous Teaches of Peaches and Fatherfucker. Although obviously more produced, that factor makes it neither better nor worse than its predecessors, just enticingly fresh. Over the past few years Peaches has become somewhat of an icon, transcending the barrier of dance and rock (Rock Show from Teaches, You Love It from Impeach), giving fodder to drag queens (Fuck the Pain Away from Teaches, Two Guys for Every Girl from Impeach), electro-sex freaks (Slippery Dick from Impeach), and other musicians to fling around in a frenzy of fearlessness, fabulousness and good nasty fun.
Even the Gap, in its new denim television commercial campaign, has incorporated Do Ya, one of the cleaner songs, into the mix, lifting Peaches even higher out of the underground sex den and into the mainstream. Is she beginning to sell out, or is the rest of the world finally taking the stick out of its own ass, ready to have it shoved back in by the world's favorite Canadian dominatrix?
All in all, Peaches never fails to deliver, always on the prowl to find some new way to offend your grandparents, and will stop at nothing to try to make you blush, dance or just plain get you horny and ready to try something new.
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iss Merill Nisker, also known as the reigning queen of electro-sex, has managed to score another victory with Impeach My Bush while keeping her standing tradition of filthy lyrics, raunchy objectification of both women and men, and dirty dance beats that are synonymous with the name Peaches.
