Peaches: No Lube So Rude

"Peaches has never been a cunning linguist like CupcakKe; she's never penned the world-beating wordplay of 'WAP' or the sly code-switching of 'Bloom.' Instead, she just comes right out and says something, and then says it again in case you were too busy clutching your pearls, dancing your ass off, or on your knees in a backroom to listen."

"In the early 21st century, her straightforward insistence of queer sensibility proved that circles of fame and influence could expand to make room for women too delighted by each other to worry much about the male gaze. A quarter century later, her same old razzle-dazzle feels a little repetitive, yes. But it's also an insistence that the room we found can swell even bigger."

Peaches releases her first album in a decade, 'No Lube So Rude,' maintaining her characteristic style of explicit sexual references and queer sensibility. The 31-minute album opens with graphic content delivered over dubsteppy basslines and electronic production. Unlike other contemporary artists known for clever wordplay, Peaches employs straightforward, repetitive declarations of sexual acts and desires. Her approach prioritizes directness over linguistic sophistication, stating provocative content multiple times to ensure reception. This methodology has historically expanded spaces for queer women's expression beyond male-centered perspectives. While her repetitive style may feel familiar after decades of similar work, the album represents a continued assertion that queer spaces can grow larger and maintain humanity and humor despite contemporary darkness.

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