The terms “Canadian” and “schoolteacher” don’t usually go with “porno-sexy hip-hop rocker.” Then again, one usually doesn’t associate “banking conglomerate” with “independent art.” All these terms will come together when Peaches puts on a show Tuesday June 29 at Klink & Bank.
Peaches’ hit “Fuck the Pain Away,” with the lines “Suckin’ on my titties like you wanted me/ callin’ me all the time like Blondie,” either impressed you with its ultra-ironic neo-feminist vibe, or it kinda made you horny, but no matter what, if you were even remotely hip, you probably danced to it last summer.
This summer she’s back and more popular, and she has an album titled Fatherfucker. Last year, Kitty-Yo, her record label, claimed “Peaches wants to rock you as she fucks music in the ass.” This year, she did a duet with Iggy Pop, and she recorded a track with Pink. (She turned down an offer to write for Britney Spears.)
In other words, Peaches is making it. Her music may also be on the verge of going from subversive to just plain boring.
The message of the refrain from “Shake Your Dix,” one of 12 tracks from her new album, demonstrates how fine the line is between clever and stupid, or between attitude and Tourette’s. “Are you motherfuckers ready for the fatherfuckers,” sounds one degree removed from a foul-mouthed Fatman Scoop. To fans turned on to her earlier album, it disappoints. To Britney, Christina and Pink, it’s life-altering in its brilliance.