PEACHES FATHERFUCKER ALBUM KITTY-YO, PLAYGROUND RELEASE: SEPTEMBER 15, 2003 REVIEW: OCTOBER 14, 2003

I like you Peaches. You’re a fresh and much needed reminder of the fact that women don’t have to be victims and instead can take command, well actually kick the ass of any man around.
I like the fact that you haven’t made a sell-out record after the commercial success with "The Teaches of Peaches".
I like the fact that you are uncompromising, relentless and totally cool.
What I don’t like is that you don’t wait until you have enough good songs for a record. For every good two songs on "Fatherfucker" there’s one filler that should have been left out. I mean, it’s cool that you use heavy guitar-licks in some songs, but "Rock’n’roll" and "I Don’t Give a…" aren’t actually very exciting. Neither is the duet "Kick It", with Iggy Pop - although it contains some funny references to Iggy’s past ("I used to cut myself").
You come much more to your right when you concentrate on the more minimalistic side of your punky take of electroclash. "I’m the Kinda", "Tombstone, Baby", "Operate", "The Inch" and "Bag It" are all good examples of songs that will make me dance and get an urge to do adult things. Then I totally understand why you are a favourite for stars as Marilyn Manson and Michael Stipe, among others. "Rock’n’roll" and "I Don’t Give a…" just makes me understand that you would like to be Joan Jett - and believe me, one is more than enough!
So Peaches, you know I like you, here’s the deal: If you just could think through your records and ease it a little on those boring guitars, life would really be Peaches - and X-rated too…

KALLE MALMSTEDT