Peaches (Merrill Nisker) burst into transcontinental favour with her very particular brand of cocksure rapping and groovebox beats. Though she came from an underground cauldron of acoustic folk (Mermaid Café), avant-garde jazz (Fancypants Hoolum), and deconstructed noise swarms (the Shit), it wasn’t until 2000 that her fearless, political gender play truly raised heads.