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Article: Annette Peacock -- being the elusive interpreter of freedom.
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- New Internationalist
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- December 1, 1998
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`HUH, what happened there?' was my reaction to the first Annette Peacock song I heard. The song in question, `My Mama Never Taught Me How To Cook' (from X-Dreams, 1978), terrifyingly conflates sex, love and power, and yet makes you want to cheer out aloud by its end. On the serpentine coils of its instrumental phrasing, Peacock travels the distance from a humorous take on her lack of domestic skills that have made her a social outlaw, to the things men want to teach her - the destruction of self-esteem and trust, and the routine expectation of sexual servitude. The latter ventriloquized in her best sultry manner to chilling effect.
Eventually she finds her own ...