If Peaches never existed, she surely would have invented herself. In fact, that’s exactly how Merrill Beth Nisker, a 46-year-old former drama teacher from Ontario, transformed into Peaches, electroclash’s preeminent erotic provocateur/party animal. For the last 10 years, she has been transgressing the boundaries of good taste and common decency with album titles such as Impeach My Bush and trashy retrofitted ’80s dance music that advocates fornication as the palliative cure for the pain and boredom of modern existence. In the process, she has built a swelling cult of gender freaks, hipster geeks, and hypersexual misfits, all of whom will presumably be on hand at the Trocadero on Sunday when Peaches’ Rub Tour comes to town to help us all f*ck the pain away. And you can too! We have a couple pairs of tickets to give away to some lucky Phawker readers. All you have to do is follow us on Twitter and send us an email at Phawker66@gmail.com telling us you followed us on Twitter (or already do). Put the magic words IMPEACH MY BUSH in the subject line. Include your full name and a mobile number for verification. Good luck and godspeed!