A brash, unapologetic blend of electronic, dance, punk, industrial, and pop music, No Lube So Rude exists at the intersection of the personal and the political, where the body serves not only as a sexual and spiritual vessel, but also as the front line in a battle for basic human rights. Peaches’ lyrics are bawdy and explicit here, laced with biting sarcasm and clever wordplay, but they’re also surprisingly vulnerable, offering up a candid look in the mirror from a post-menopausal queer icon reckoning with a society that’s come to expect silence, if not outright erasure. The result is a deliberately provocative exploration of identity, sexuality, and bodily autonomy from a trailblazer, a singular work of emotional and sonic alchemy that balances the poetic and the profane in equal measure as it transforms all the friction and frustration of modern life into joy and transcendence.
This is a 2026 Record Store Day release.

Tracklist
A1. Hanging Titties A2. Fuck Your Face A3. No Lube So Rude A4. Whatcha Gonna Do About It A5. Panna Cotta Delight A6. Fuck How You Wanna Fuck
B1. Not In Your Mouth None Of Your Business B2. Take It B3. Grip B4. You’re Alright B5. Be Love