Peaches At Amoeba, Tuesday September 29th 2015 Review
Peaches
I was introduced to the crazy world of Peaches a few years ago, she had a show at the Fonda and the whole thing turned to be a mad house of course, full of fake tits and queer folklore, and I decided this woman was plain insane.
Merrill Nisker aka Peaches, was celebrating her new album ‘Rub’ at Amoeba on Tuesday night, and she played…. three songs, yep only three, but you know, sometimes music is like sex, it’s not about quantity, it’s about quality. Why should I talk about sex when writing about Peaches, yeah why would I talk about anything else? Sex is this is the only thing Peaches is talking about in her new album, ‘Dick in the Air’… ‘Vaginoplasty’, you name a sex body part, and she has a song about it. You can’t be more sexually provocative than this woman, she has been doing it when Miley Cyrus was not even a cum project, so saying she opened the door to many mainstream artists is a common place. However, Peaches hadn’t dropped an album for quite some time, six years to be exact, but she hasn’t been resting during all these years, keeping herself very busy with theater, films, a book and, among all these things, her one-woman production of ‘Jesus Christ Superstar,’ redubbed ‘Peaches Christ Superstar’ that she toured around the world…
At Amoeba she was alone with just one electro machine central stage, at the top of it she was climbing most of the time, a great thing to do at Amoeba where it is always difficult to see the performer when you are stuck between the rows of CDs and vinyl. Her sixth full-length album may feature guest appearances from Feist, Kim Gordon, and Simmone Jones, but she had brought Jarvis Cocker at Amoeba, at least his cardboard silhouette but that was not her best surprise.
Peaches basically rapped all set long, I mean all-three-song-long, over some very minimalist bass-heavy electronic drone, and that was great because you could almost get all her lyrics, which were all about pussy, dick and vagina. Right, Peaches doesn’t beat around the bush, she may even impeach it, and her lyrics are as dirty as they can get – just check out those of ‘Rub’ or any other song. She has to be the performer mentioning the more times the word ‘dick’ because of her song ‘Dick in the air’, a bold feminist claim asking guys and gals to switch roles: ‘Put your dick in the air/Dick, dick, dick/We’re sick of hands in the air/And shake our asses like we don’t care/We’ve been shaking our tits for years/So let’s switch positions, no inhibitions, fears’… and if you haven’t seen the video with the unrestrained Margaret Cho, may be it is time for you to check out these crocheted penises.
These women are two dirty nuts that’s for sure, but I was wondering what kind of eccentricity Peaches could do at Amoeba during such a short amount of time. Well, she managed to top anything I could have expected after her song ‘Vaginoplasty’, she first jumped among the crowd, went back on stage to finish the song and then removed her short, exposing her … what was that exactly? she had a sort of cut-out bikini bordered of blonde fake hair and forming a long tail between her legs, but revealing a sort of tit-pussy,… I have no idea how this woman comes up with these rig-outs but it made some serious effect on the crowd, and may be Facebook will censor the picture?
She is probably the boldest performer I have ever seen, the filthiest too? I will let you the judge. Peaches sells sex but nothing of what she does is built around the idea that sex sells, she is going where nobody goes, taking risks, pushing the limits like a sex act performed by the Cirque du Soleil and she gets away with anything.
