(mystical music) - [Announcer] Performing tonight on "Expressions," Peaches and Crime.

♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Liar, scoundrel, thief and clown ♪ ♪ Wicked, wanted, wonderful ♪ ♪ And mad as mad can be ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Skirts go up and tears down ♪ ♪ It's a wild frightful night ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ ♪ Dai, dittle, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dai, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dittle, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dai, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dittle, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dai, dai ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ (playful jazz music) - [Announcer] Expressions is made possible by the support of viewers like you.

Thank you.

(audience applauds) - Good evening, and welcome to "Expressions."

I'm Adara Alston.

In this episode, we welcome a band that delves into the past for musical delight.

For more than a decade, Peaches and Crime have been providing original songs, plays and performances to an adoring Southern tier audience.

Drawing inspiration from vaudeville, and with instrumentation evocative of the early and middle 20th century, the group performs a wide ranging set, complete with period dress and alluring choreography.

From country to klezmer, from blues to burlesque, this colorful cast and their duos will surely delight your senses, while making you reminisce about a bygone era.

Behold, Peaches and Crime.

- Our very first song is something of a thesis statement.

It is about us.

It is about you, all of you.

It is a song that starts with a D, the "Dastard Tango."

♪ Experience has taught me ♪ ♪ Men are dastards ♪ ♪ And furthermore ♪ ♪ That women are all shrews ♪ ♪ That every kid's a brat ♪ ♪ That should be smothered ♪ ♪ But come now ♪ ♪ You know none of this is news ♪ ♪ The friends you know ♪ ♪ To be your boon companions ♪ ♪ Will throw you to the wolves ♪ ♪ At the first chance ♪ ♪ And so friends ♪ ♪ Let's all dance the dastard tango ♪ ♪ You must admit ♪ ♪ It's just your kind of dance ♪ ♪ You'll find your hate ♪ ♪ Outweighs your love ♪ ♪ And as you dance the tango ♪ ♪ You can snatch ♪ ♪ All men of vice are simply men ♪ ♪ Heed this advice ♪ ♪ All heroes are the villains ♪ ♪ We don't catch ♪ ♪ Pretending that you'll play ♪ ♪ With others nicely ♪ ♪ Since you have helped ♪ ♪ Exactly no one yet ♪ ♪ So if you plan ♪ ♪ To make your way in this world ♪ ♪ You'll have to give ♪ ♪ At least all that you get ♪ ♪ The biggest crux are those ♪ ♪ Who sit in judgment ♪ ♪ And honest men ♪ ♪ Have never yet been found ♪ ♪ So play the game ♪ ♪ And play it well ♪ ♪ And off then ♪ ♪ Until they put ♪ ♪ You six feet underground ♪ (lively jazz music) ♪ For those of you ♪ ♪ Who claim to be exceptions ♪ ♪ And think to all the trade ♪ ♪ Looks right and wrong ♪ ♪ At best the truth ♪ ♪ You think you are concealing ♪ ♪ You make it all about you ♪ ♪ Go along ♪ ♪ Why, yes ♪ ♪ I guess we're all bad as each other ♪ ♪ Which makes our course of action ♪ ♪ Plain to see ♪ ♪ Let's all join ♪ ♪ And come dance the dastard tango ♪ ♪ At least you'll know ♪ ♪ You're in bad company ♪ ♪ You'll find your hate ♪ ♪ Outweighs your love ♪ ♪ And as you dance the tango ♪ ♪ You can snatch ♪ ♪ All men of vice are simply men ♪ ♪ Heed this advice ♪ ♪ All heroes are the villains ♪ ♪ We don't catch ♪ (audience applauds) - Yes, friends, Peaches and Crime, bringing you bespoke music of classic Americana.

Now, the question that we get asked the most often or often enough that we would remark upon it certainly is Peaches and Crime, what is it like to be the very pinnacle of human experience?

To which we say modestly, "Well, it's very lonely at the top."

And so, sociable as we are, we prefer to associate with those on the other side of the pyramid.

Our next number is a dispatch from the very bottom entitled "I'll Take the Rest."

(whistle blows) (angsty jazz music) ♪ I got a coat made of wind ♪ ♪ I got a hat made of rain ♪ ♪ I got a pantry full of hunger ♪ ♪ I've got a bomb made of pain ♪ ♪ That I'll never lack for nothing ♪ ♪ I've no choice but confess ♪ ♪ So you keep your money ♪ ♪ And I'll take the rest ♪ ♪ I fill my chest up with heartache ♪ ♪ And my eyes up with tears ♪ ♪ I got enough cold loneliness ♪ ♪ To last me for years ♪ ♪ There's nobody up in heaven ♪ ♪ Who can hear me protest ♪ ♪ So you keep your money ♪ ♪ And I'll take the rest ♪ ♪ Hey there, mister ♪ ♪ I've got something for you ♪ ♪ Tonight I'm taking someone home ♪ ♪ And I'll leave with you ♪ ♪ Don't worry about no man at home ♪ ♪ You are coming with me ♪ ♪ Just be grateful I offered ♪ ♪ Yeah, it's fine 'cause you see ♪ ♪ I got a robe made of waters ♪ ♪ And I've got a nation of claws ♪ ♪ Calling all men lovers ♪ ♪ Calling all man boss ♪ ♪ 'Cause of all the lives ♪ ♪ That I could live ♪ ♪ I tell you, this one's the best ♪ ♪ So you keep your money ♪ ♪ And I'll the rest ♪ (whistle blows) (audience applauds) - And now my friends, and you are all my friends, the comical stylings of our very own, the Professor.

A round of applause, please.

(audience applauds) - Thank you, Mr. Black.

They say, ladies and gentlemen, that the devil is in the details.

So I maintain my purity by overlooking as many of them as possible.

And where, ladies and gentlemen, are there more details than among the teeming millions of the big city?

This is why we remain in Binghamton.

So now let me present to you the "Devil City Strut."

(jaunty jazz music) ♪ I took the supper at the Aster house ♪ ♪ With poets and a king ♪ ♪ Got my dress on now, general ♪ ♪ It's got a fortune's worth of cling ♪ ♪ Gonna rule over the night life ♪ ♪ There's no ifs, or ands, or buts ♪ ♪ As I walk to Devil City ♪ ♪ With my Devil City strut ♪ ♪ Devil City strut ♪ ♪ Give the policeman a smile ♪ ♪ They can wink and they can stare ♪ ♪ For a pretty little foreign girl ♪ ♪ They'll always have a care ♪ ♪ Well, the natives may be restless ♪ ♪ We'll make sure their mouths are shut ♪ ♪ As I walk to Devil City ♪ ♪ With my Devil City strut ♪ ♪ Devil City strut ♪ ♪ Past the grasping hands of your room ♪ ♪ Past the Japanese claw ♪ ♪ Well, the private armies can't enforce ♪ ♪ The private rule of law ♪ ♪ There's a future written in gun smoke ♪ ♪ On a history of blood ♪ ♪ As I walk to Devil City ♪ ♪ With my Devil City strut ♪ ♪ Gonna have some fun ♪ ♪ Have some fun ♪ ♪ Strolling down the bum ♪ ♪ Strolling down the bum ♪ ♪ If you wanna have a go ♪ ♪ Go, go, go ♪ ♪ Come to little Tokyo ♪ ♪ I don't mean maybe ♪ ♪ I don't mean maybe ♪ ♪ Give me Shanghai, baby ♪ ♪ Shanghai, baby ♪ ♪ Don't fall into a rut ♪ ♪ Devil City strut ♪ (audience applauds) - Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Have you noticed there are not many triangle shirtwaists for sale anymore lately?

Ladies and gentlemen, workplace safety is very important.

Living workers produce 100% more saleable merchandise than dead.

So here is a song about some workers who jumped ship on their job before they had the chance to be fired, "Never Be a Good Girl."

(rousing jazz music) ♪ I'll tell you ♪ ♪ Where they make the shirts ♪ ♪ That we all buy in stores ♪ ♪ In factories where women work ♪ ♪ And bosses lock the doors ♪ ♪ They pay the good girls pennies ♪ ♪ And pack them in real tight ♪ ♪ And nobody will make a scene ♪ ♪ Until they are set alight ♪ ♪ So never be a good girl ♪ ♪ Does just what she should girl ♪ ♪ The kind of life that that would be ♪ ♪ Don't please me at all ♪ ♪ Remember that a good girl ♪ ♪ Does just what she should girl ♪ ♪ Is just setting herself up ♪ ♪ To take the fall ♪ ♪ A good girl never makes a fuss ♪ ♪ And she never complains ♪ ♪ And bosses keep that in mind ♪ ♪ When profits on the brains ♪ ♪ They cram the girls in tightly ♪ ♪ Upon the building's crown ♪ ♪ So when the flames start rising up ♪ ♪ There's only one way down ♪ ♪ So never be a good girl ♪ ♪ Does just what she should girl ♪ ♪ The kind of life that that would be ♪ ♪ Don't please me at all ♪ ♪ Remember that a good girl ♪ ♪ Does just what she should girl ♪ ♪ Is just setting herself up ♪ ♪ To take the fall ♪ ♪ The problem with good girls ♪ ♪ Is that good girls are cheap ♪ ♪ And when you've not left much of faith ♪ ♪ You've not left to believe ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Don't please me at all ♪ ♪ Some girls feel their goodness ♪ ♪ Is a point of heavy pride ♪ ♪ Remember the triangle girls ♪ ♪ And remember how they died ♪ ♪ So never be a good girl ♪ ♪ Does just what she should girl ♪ ♪ The kind of life that that would be ♪ ♪ Don't please me at all ♪ ♪ Remember that a good girl ♪ ♪ Does just what she should girl ♪ ♪ Is just setting herself up ♪ ♪ To take the fall ♪ (audience applauds) - And now ladies and gentlemen, a sobering statistic.

Were you aware that in the United States of America, 50% of marriages end in divorce?

It gets worse though, ladies and gentlemen, because a further 50% of marriages in the United States of America end in death of one or both participants.

But you may rest assured, I have it on good authority that every other marriage in the United States of America lives happily ever after on a big farm somewhere upstate.

Now, in a break from tradition, Peaches and Crime will now uphold an institution by telling the story of a happy marriage.

It is called "Mrs. Colt Revolver."

Enjoy.

(sultry jazz music) ♪ Mmm ♪ ♪ I heard a tale of a woman ♪ ♪ Who keeps her baby close ♪ ♪ Her husband's always there ♪ ♪ To do his part ♪ ♪ I heard a tale of a woman ♪ ♪ Who keeps her baby close ♪ ♪ Her baby ♪ ♪ With a steel six chamber heart ♪ ♪ She's Mrs. Colt Revolver ♪ ♪ She's a bride of 45 ♪ ♪ Her men don't stick around ♪ ♪ Because her men don't stay alive ♪ ♪ Got a bridal veil of gun smoke ♪ ♪ And a wedding ring of lead ♪ ♪ And she'll put you in a coffin ♪ ♪ Once she's taken you to bed ♪ ♪ Though I see her leave the bar ♪ ♪ With some new fella every night ♪ ♪ He keeps an eye ♪ ♪ Upon his blushing bride ♪ ♪ Though I see her leave the bar ♪ ♪ With some new fella every night ♪ ♪ Her heart belongs ♪ ♪ To the arm at her side ♪ ♪ She's Mrs. Colt Revolver ♪ ♪ She's a bride of 45 ♪ ♪ Her men don't stick around ♪ ♪ Because her men don't stay alive ♪ ♪ Got a bridal veil of gun smoke ♪ ♪ And a wedding ring of lead ♪ ♪ And she'll put you in a coffin ♪ ♪ Once she's taken you to bed ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Mmm ♪ ♪ I see the life she's living ♪ ♪ She'll reap what she has sown ♪ ♪ I think I'm gonna go buy me ♪ ♪ A husband of my own ♪ ♪ I'll have a bridal veil of gun smoke ♪ ♪ And a wedding ring of lead ♪ ♪ And men will start to pile up ♪ ♪ On the right side of my bed ♪ ♪ He will be my faithful husband ♪ ♪ And I'll be his pretty wife ♪ ♪ Call me Mrs. Colt Revolver ♪ ♪ I'm a bride of 45 ♪ (audience applauds) - And now, all in sundry, the time has come for us to give you our final number of the evening.

Altogether now, "Aw."

You are brokenhearted, of course.

And that's what we do, we break hearts.

But there's another thing we do.

We make music.

Each of our bespoke songs may be found wherever the finest music is available.

We will end however, with your favorite song.

"But you've never heard it," you say.

Don't worry, we know.

It is called "Herschel Ganov."

You're welcome.

♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Liar, scoundrel, thief and clown ♪ ♪ Wicked, wanted, wonderful ♪ ♪ And mad as mad can be ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Skirts go up and tears down ♪ ♪ It's a wild frightful night ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ (playful jazz music) ♪ Out of you a blight or plague ♪ ♪ Across the ocean blue ♪ ♪ He gambles well and boozes ♪ ♪ Like there's nothing else to do ♪ ♪ To find what club he's in tonight ♪ ♪ Will not take very long ♪ ♪ The dance floor is a riot ♪ ♪ When the band plays klezmer songs ♪ ♪ They play the klezmer songs when ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Liar, scoundrel, thief and clown ♪ ♪ Wicked, wanted, wonderful ♪ ♪ And mad as mad can be ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Skirts go up and tears down ♪ ♪ It's a wild frightful night ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ ♪ Dai, dittle, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dai, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dittle, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dai, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dittle, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dai, dai ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ ♪ The wisdom of the Marelli ♪ ♪ And the hushness of the pale ♪ ♪ The lust for life is found inside ♪ ♪ A soldier's dying wail ♪ ♪ The Russians and the Poles have fled ♪ ♪ Before his icy stare ♪ ♪ For Herschel then ♪ ♪ America is simply unprepared ♪ ♪ Is simply unprepared when ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Liar, scoundrel, thief and clown ♪ ♪ Wicked, wanted, wonderful ♪ ♪ And mad as mad can be ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Skirts go up and tears down ♪ ♪ It's a wild frightful night ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ ♪ Dai, dittle, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dai, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dittle, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dai, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dittle, dai ♪ ♪ Dittle, dai, dai, dai ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ ♪ When Herschel has a wild night ♪ ♪ It's quite a sight to see ♪ ♪ His lips, his pants, his wallet ♪ ♪ He is always making free ♪ ♪ But in the morning ♪ ♪ When they've asked who's seen him ♪ ♪ No one knows ♪ ♪ And if policemen lose their heads ♪ ♪ Well ♪ (singer laughs) ♪ That's the way it goes ♪ ♪ Yes, that's the way it goes when ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Liar, scoundrel, thief and clown ♪ ♪ Wicked, wanted, wonderful ♪ ♪ And mad as mad can be ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Skirts go up and tears down ♪ ♪ It's a wild frightful night ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ ♪ So bring your dogs ♪ ♪ And bring your guns ♪ ♪ We won't tell the police ♪ ♪ There's nothing that the west can do ♪ ♪ To tame the wild beast ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Liar, scoundrel, thief and clown ♪ ♪ Wicked, wanted, wonderful ♪ ♪ And mad as mad can be ♪ ♪ Herschel Ganov comes to town ♪ ♪ Skirts go up and tears down ♪ ♪ It's a wild frightful night ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ ♪ When Herschel comes to town ♪ (audience applauds) - We can't thank Peaches and Crime enough for their vintage sights and sounds.

You can see even more of their performances at wskg.org/expressions.

To find out more information about their latest adventures and live shows, visit Peaches and Crime on Facebook.

Thank you for watching "Expressions."

I'm Adara Alston.

Goodnight.

(gentle jazz music) ♪ When you kick around ♪ ♪ Kick back too ♪ ♪ Kick around ♪ ♪ Kick around ♪ ♪ Kick back too ♪