The last thing the old Chinese chef expected to see bursting out of the oven was two grinning youngsters sporting tousled hair and oversized festival singlets. Quite astoundingly, during the preparation process, along with a 6 pound duck, 8 cups water and a carefully sliced sliver of ginger, somehow a radioactive pair of fluoro ray ban wayfarers managed to find their way into the mix. The subsequent chemical reaction transformed some American tourists cheap dinner into something much more worthwhile, this is how Peking Duk was born and I think you will agree that their story is way cooler than Batman and way less gay than Spiderman.
Their first serve of production work led to a Headline slots at Canberra’s best nightclub Academy, who then offered the Duksters their own club night which they crowned ‘Young Blood’, partly to give up and coming artists a chance to show what they have on the big stage and somewhat because they are afraid of old people.
Peking Duk have been busy this year, signing a multi trillion record deal (may be exaggerated, slightly) with the lucrative Vicious/Vicious Bitch electro label, releasing originals and a bunch of remixes, the future looks scary....well if you are afraid of Duk.
