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Peaches, Men

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You just know that the first time Canadian electroclash skank Merrill Beth Nisker, aka Peaches, heard Lady Gaga rap about her “love-glue gunnin’” she must have lost her mind – that was her act! From 2000’s The Teaches of Peaches through Fatherfucker and Impeach My Bush, Peaches’ scantily clad, filthy-mouthed dance-rap-as-performance-art has been behind the adults-only red curtain of music purchases. Blending sometimes funky, sometimes techno, always punk rock jams with sexually liberated candor and Diablo Cody–style wordplay (she was telling cats to “Diddle My Skittle” at the turn of the millennium), Peaches’ music, to say nothing of her obsession with hermaphroditism, had the jump on Lady Gaga by years. Though respected by her peers, Peaches seems to have narrowly missed crossover status by failing to come up with clunky-enough euphemisms for sex. It just proves you never know what the people want. (with Men; 9 p.m. at Firestone Live; $15-$18; 407-872-0066; www.firestonelive.net) (Staff)