Mumbai Science Team Up With Peaches On ‘Whistleblower’
Disclaimer: N-fucking-SFW. This is PEACHES. You may know her as the Canadian-born, Berlin-based and acid-tongued songstress behind such charmingly titled albums as ‘Fatherfucker’, ‘Impeach My Bush’ and ‘I Feel Cream’; such fetchingly titled tracks as ‘Lovertits’, ‘Shake Yer Dix’ and ‘Fuck The Pain Away’.
You may know her as the puppeteer behind the semi-biographical musical/concert film ‘Peaches Does Herself’. Or you may know her simply as that chick that actually done did herself onstage at 2007’s Big Day Out festival.
Whatever your acquaintance, you ought to have realised at least one thing by now: this is a gal with a deep fascination in sexual perversity; in shock tactics; in blurring the lines between softcore and hardcore, sex and violence, pornographic smut and envelope-pushing art. Put simply: PEACHES spits more filth than a Komodo dragon. And yet even by her standards, the vocal hook on MUMBAI SCIENCE‘s latest track ‘Whistleblower’ is quite the mouthful.
Most of you can probably imagine where she takes this one without being too wide of the mark—but those rare, smut-free minds out there may just have to hit play and be educated first-hand by the teaches of PEACHES.
Despite being well rattled (and a little bit impressed) by that, let’s try to move on to the music. Belgian duo MUMBAI SCIENCE have met the hard-hitting vocal loop with equally punchy electronic production: sharp, choppy percussion layers and, classically, whistling sample hooks.
The result is a track as infectious as herpes, and scarily suitable for any morally uninhibited party playlist. That is to say, this might just fit a little too well between your DIPLO‘s and your LCD SOUNDSYSTEM‘s in terms of getting the people going. By that same token, it also may well take off as something of a singalong club anthem. So, yeah… be ready for that.
Words by Gavin Butler