• Photos by Johanna Breiding

I vote for Amanda Blank to take over Katy Perry's job. Both rely on their bodies to sell their songs, but Blank owns her sexuality. She is aggressive, explicit and clearly articulating her desire, rather than play-acting some lowest common denominator male fantasy.

More (including photos) after the jump...

"This is for all the motherfuckers who think I can't rap," was her launch line into the tongue-twisters of "Gimme What You Got." But her set last night at the Showbox, which included her single "Might Like You Better" and her LL-plagiarizing collaboration with Santigold, "A Love Song," actually seemed to be light on the rap and heavier on the gutsy pop singing. Backing her up were Devlin & Darko on two sets of turntables and a live drummer who I believe was named Rufio (sadly not this one), who helped her punches and thrusts really hit their mark.

Amanda Blank was opening for Peaches, but clearly has a fan base of her own. I mean, Seattle was ex-ci-ted to see her. "My dad is from here!" she exclaimed. Yeah but... it's more than that. Blank is seemingly unselfconscious, with a raw sexual power and an innate ability to punctuate a song for dramatic effect that tops many of her more famous peers.

And then, there was Peaches. Ah, poor Peaches. Beleaguered by technical difficulties— did she fall during "Billionaire?" The projection of Shunda K definitely didn't work, leaving her guitar tech befuddled as she snatched the sheet away from him.

The main thesis statement of Peaches' high concept stage show still revolves around hair. What started as her flouting of the unspoken rule that the bodies of women represented in mainstream media must be completely hairless has evolved into a full-on fixation. Her band starts the show wearing long black wigs over their faces. Her backup dancers are two giant blonde hairballs. Her elbow-length gloves sport hair extension fringe. And her first of many costumes last night? A giant hair suit that looked like an armchair backpack of fake black locks, towering over her head.

There's already a Peaches Christ, Peaches! Notwithstanding, Peaches uttered the title line of this article as she took her trademark walk out into the crowd. "Put your Twitters and your cameras away," she shouted, standing almost in the middle of the room, "and be part of a REAL LIFE experience!"

Huge cheer from the crowd.

She barrels into, "Show stopper / panty dropper/ everybody's favorite shocker..."

There's just as many cameras out as before.