A whole generation, a whole lost generation. That Cobain guy has a lot to answer for. Now it’s all Bowie and rock about feelings, but once upon a time there was music for skinned knees and broken wrists, music that inspired you to walk it off and try to get that vert a little higher next time, music that had lyrics you had to decipher like it was some foreign language, and in a way, it was. What happened to the magic of triangles and fire and reptile wings and bolts of lightning? Now every song sounds like Bread hired a top notch guitarist. Is that any way for a youth culture to rebel? Who ever changed the world from indoors?

This shirt was designed by: Miguel Cervantes, who tells us he likes drawing skulls. He obviously passed up a life as a police autopsy sketch artist for this, so help the man out. If not the next skull he gets to draw… COULD BE YOURS!

Wear this shirt: anywhere. ANY FREAKING WHERE. Even priests will nod at you in respect when they see it on your chest.

Don’t wear this shirt: to commit a crime. People love to describe stuff like this in great detail. They’ll catch you in ten minutes. And then they’ll take the shirt. For “evidence”.

This shirt tells the world: “It was very thoughtful of you to make me that Barry Manilow mix tape.”

We call this color: Black Label

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