Last Tuesday, I rounded up a few friends and went to see Peaches do her thing on the stage of the Metropolis. I can't say that I've listened to her albums a whole lot, but for some reason, I've always been really interested by what she does. There's something very raw and adulterated about her music. She doesn't really seem to aim for an overwhelming melodic musicality, in her songs, but that's not to say something is lacking to the unpretentious package. There's beats, words and sounds, and all of it is perfectly fine the way it is. But over and above all that, you haven't heard peaches, or know what she's about (as a musician/artist) until you've actually seen her play live. I don't say this often, but this show seriously blew my mind, to the point where, almost a week later, I'm still looking for the right words to describe the "Peaches experience".

From the very beginning of the show, it was apparent that this show was much more than about the music being played by the artist who wrote the songs - Peaches is all about entertaining her crowds and having fun with them. She walked on stage in a costume, that was more like a giant wig (but seriously, a wig that was about 2 or 3 feet taller than she was and covered her entire body down to her crotch), and peeled off layer after layer of costumes until she finished the show in a "nude-body-suit" with a brightly-glowing clit. In between that, I can't really find words to describe it any better than to say: Peaches is walking, breathing, dancing, singing, rocking sex. On the stage is really where it comes alive for this one, and I don't think I've ever seen such a good example of such a statement. Her show really blow the music out into the stratosphere. It was a sexy, heavy, rock n' roll, dancey, gritty, sweaty ol' time at the Metropolis last Tuesday. A friend I was with has gone to see her play live about 10 times (for true) already, and was still super excited to see this show - I can understand why. What a trip!

Photos by SarahBrideau.com

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