Peaches @ ABC, 11 Oct

The official version of Peaches' career upholds the law of diminishing returns: a startling debut introduced pounding electronica and feminist eroticism; the follow-up 'Fatherfucker' was a metal-enhanced challenge to hip-hop machismo; the latest, 'Impeach my Bush' a childish joke taken too far. In the meantime, her live set expanded from hipster karaoke to a full-on glam floor show and her fan-base has mushroomed. The obvious irony of a former folk musician co-opting burlesque, cock rock posturing and 1970s face-paint may be wasted on her young audiences: Peaches provides the best dirty techno show in town, and even the jaded Glasgow audience arrives ready to dance. Her sharp wit and sense of the absurd is fully present: Two Boys for Every Girl reverses the casual sexism of the Beach Boys into a driving celebration of group sex, and the encore Fuck the Pain Away is the most concise excuse for random sex ever recorded. She works the crowd tirelessly - leaping off drum risers, stripping, carried off on a stretcher and making the roadies an integral part of the performance. Unfortunately, beneath the immediate shock tactics, she still lacks a decent tune and her very success depends on the excess she mocks. [Gareth K Vile]