I haven’t been on Line Out much this month, and consequently I missed my opportunity to comment on Dave’s post regarding treasured band t-shirts. My excuse is that I spent the bulk of September touring Australia and New Zealand, where free wifi is apparently harder to find than a chlamydia-free koala. But I already blogged about one of my favorite pieces of merch—my not-safe-for-work Tit Pig shirt—and I left the Southern Hemisphere with a new frontrunner for best band t-shirt in my wardrobe. The new item comes courtesy of Canberra hardcore kingpins Four Dead, who combine Converge’s amalgam of noisy hardcore and warped metal with American Nightmare’s raging four-chord attack. Singer Jon Christopher wasn’t kidding when he turned to me with a smile before taking stage and said it was time to go and ruin everyone’s evening; there was a lot of spit, sweat, and near-disasters with flailing bodies and music equipment during their set. If Jon and his band are on a mission to aggravate the squares, their t-shirt is sure to do the trick. What it lacks in my Tit Pig shirt’s overt sexual gratuity and fashion-aesthetic repulsiveness, it makes up for in sheer blasphemy. The probably-NSFW pic after the jump…

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