Wednesday, December 1, 2010


Peaches: def one of my favorites. Freaky, button-pushing, completely inappropriate electroclash superwoman. Kindof reminds me of a grittier, low-brow Gaga. When I saw her in Boston last year, she ended the show by pulling a KISS: spitting fake blood all over the fans. She stained my clothes. It was a bit gross, but since it was Peaches, I don't really mind.

"Hair in a mullet, you know you gotta love it
So sexual, so conceptual"

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