Get on yer hotpants, Peaches is back in town!

I've long been hesitant to really dig Peaches.

Something about the so-in-your-face-sexuality made it, to me, totally unsexy. And aside from the ridiculously catchy "Fuck the Pain Away," which was itself so over the top it was hard to hate, Peaches just wasn't a train I was riding.

But hot damn, her newest record I Feel Cream, out just next week, has made me a believer. Gone are her over simplified, sparse beats — they've been replaced by some fine, thumping and pulsing electroclash (dare I say) soundscapes that toy with her better-than-ever plaintive moans.

This is 'late 80s, blowing lines in a sweaty club where there are girls dancing in cages'-type electronic fuzz, and finally - finally - Peaches' is heavier on the innuendo than the straight up sex. And, by the logic of music, that makes her latest sexier than ever. By far.

Don't get me wrong — I Feel Cream still has its flaws. Peaches' attempt at actual rapping on "Billionaire" is just goofy and forced.

Check out some of the better jams of the record below:



Granted, Peaches is half-naked in this clip, but the point still stands. Quivering beat that flares up at all the right times, catchy-sexy melody and allusions to fucking without waving the fucking in your face. Hot shit.



Rubber-band-bouncy beat and some grit in her voice, this is a hell of a jam.

So there it is. Peaches, a stranger no longer.

Check out I Feel Cream out May 5 on XL. Then get laid. Peaches wouldn't want it any other way.