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Yay, Peaches is back. Time for another dose of fatherfucking, gender-bending fuck-the-Daily-Mail-away fun. Turn it up, let’s see what the latest perversion purveyed might be: “Tossing and turning, your insides…

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hope you’re having fun,” intones the pink chiffon ostrich in the glittery gimp mask. “Because we’re going to kill you. Murder you slowly.” Not an extract from NME’s dream…

So, album of the year for that title alone; but just how relevant or revolutionary is Peaches in 2006? Aren’t we all relaxed about sex and sexual politics these days?…

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In the process of moving house to LA from Berlin, Peaches has ditched the sweary mouthed electropop filth of previous records and branched out into – no, it’s no use.…