The surprising fashion item that might be worth a fortune
But there's only one type of person who keeps a T-shirt that wears its age so nakedly that burns, tears and sweat marks can raise the eyebrows and crinkle the septum of strangers.
Band T-shirts are often cheaply made, occasionally have questionable designs, can lose their shape in the wash and seldom look good on anyone over 30. But I'm one of many music fans who cannot throw these totemic garments of my youth away – despite not having worn any of them since the turn of the millennium.
Band T-shirts were never intended for the 47-year-old me. Their popularity is supposed to lie solely with teenagers who haven't yet learnt how to broadcast their passions and beliefs more subtly. But it's a [northern] summer of music nostalgia at the moment, as the Oasis reunion tour, Glastonbury featuring Rod Stewart and Neil Young, and the farewell tour from Ozzy Osbourne just before his passing demonstrates.
Finding your tribe
On my first week of university in 1996, band T-shirts were everywhere, and they made a useful barometer in terms of finding my neophyte tribe. People in Iron Maiden and The Cure T-shirts should be avoided lest I wanted three years of poor eyeliner, cider and conspiracy theories. And I was sceptical but curious about The Smiths and Nirvana tee-donners; they could be the witty Oscar Wilde type but they could equally be vodka-guzzling depressives. I had on my Blur T-shirt, of course, which I hoped made me look blokeish but also moderately bookish – the kind of guy who likes a beer but can also have a chat about Alexander Trocchi or Douglas Coupland. Pretentious and deluded?Let me count the ways …
But it was vital for me at that time to distinguish myself from the hordes of Oasis T-shirt-wearers who (and I stand by my theory to this day, with the reunion tour in full flow) I was convinced were, underneath the swagger, reactionary bores who would all graduate to work on the lower rungs of the finance sector.
Then, as now, there were ways to wear a band T-shirt in order to ensure that you came across as a knowing fan, not a grumpy roadie. Naturally, tucking your T-shirt into your jeans was the first sign of a young adult who hasn't cut the parental apron strings. A more common problem, for blokes in particular, was size. Back in the mid-'90s, the only ways to get a band T-shirt were to buy one off a bloke standing outside the gig venue or head to the one 'indie' shop in your city, which would have a mediocre selection of overpriced T-shirts hung above the CD racks.
The lack of choice, coupled with my devotion to the band or artist (though they were mostly bands back then) meant that I had quite a few band T-shirts that were ludicrously oversized. My mates and I figured out (and god, this seemed so important back then) that the way around it was to tuck the XL shirt in at the back, roll it up at the front so it caught very loosely on your belt and then wear a Harrington jacket on top. The problem came when we were sweating it out on the dance floor and couldn't take our jackets off – lest it looked like we'd got dressed drunk and in the dark. Which, actually, quite a few of us probably had.
A new era?
The era of music being dominated by 'three, four or five white blokes with guitars looking like a gang' is completely over now. And, for some reason, single artists don't work as well when cheaply pasted on a T-shirt. Taylor Swift concerts are proper dress-up events, not T-shirt conventions. Anyone wearing a Self-Esteem T-shirt would look like they were trying too hard, and a Kneecap T-shirt would just make you look like a dilettante contrarian.
So Gen Z are mining the past. On a recent trip to Liverpool in the UK, the Resurrection store on Bold Street, long a northern hub for band tees, had infinitely more Nirvana T-shirts than anything for The 1975 or Idles. I saw two girls of no more than 17 wandering around, both in Ramones T-shirts, the ultimate example of a band who have sold more merch than albums.
Music snobs have long derided the Ramones T-shirt phenomenon, lambasting youngsters who wear the distinctive black tee with the presidential seal-style emblem that was the logo of 'Da Brudders' despite having been born long after the premature deaths of Joey, Johnny and Dee Dee. It's the worst kind of musical elitism, usually practised by men who themselves own a Sun Records or Motown T-shirt, despite being merely a twinkle in their parents' eyes when Marvin and Elvis were first in the studio.
Yet these retro reproduction Ramones T-shirts that are ubiquitous in our inner cities in particular are chiefly of semantic value. There are megabucks to be had in band T-shirt land, but they're reserved for those with either the savvy or hoarding habits required to hold on to a tee from the era of loon pants and 18-minute drum solos.
Enter Led Zeppelin, and a T-shirt from their final UK shows at Knebworth in 1979. A special tee, screen-printed for that gig, was made for the road crew in lieu of lanyards. One of them sold on eBay for a whopping $US10,000 ($15,400) in 2011. Though, Run DMC aren't too far behind – one of their 1980s concert tour T-shirts sold for $US13,000.
Don't look back...
Fast-forward 40 years and the same complaints about the quality of band T-shirts are extant, chiefly due to the continuing presence of the 'bootleg tees on the pavement' guy, still earning an illegitimate crust outside gig venues. Yet, there are sources online where better quality products can be found. EMP earns good online reviews for the quality of its tees' material, though the designs, mainly the pseudo‑Gothic comic horror tropes of Iron Maiden, won't be to everyone's (or my own) tastes.
Donning my Blur T-shirt from 1993 for the first time in decades was a strange experience. First off, it did fit. But I still looked ridiculous. It also triggered two entirely contradictory emotions. Firstly, an intense nostalgia for that teen era of cigarettes, snogs, cider and seven-inch singles. But also a feeling of unease: by wearing this now, I'm not broadcasting that I love a great band of yore; I'm transmitting that I haven't moved with the times at all.
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So I took it off again pretty sharpish, knowing that with age come more discreet ways of letting the world know your attitudes and beliefs via your garments.
Yet, it turns out, I might be in possession of a frayed-cotton pension contribution. Online, the exact Blur tour T-shirt I own, from their pre- Parklife and pop stardom period, is selling for up to £400 ($820).
Will I sell? No, I don't think so. Having a band T-shirt makes me feel connected to my past. But, just like my teen adorations for eating fish finger sandwiches, reading Loaded magazine and applying Clearasil, a public display wouldn't do me any favours today. But I'll never relinquish my tees and all that they stand for.
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Their popularity is supposed to lie solely with teenagers who haven't yet learnt how to broadcast their passions and beliefs more subtly. But it's a [northern] summer of music nostalgia at the moment, as the Oasis reunion tour, Glastonbury featuring Rod Stewart and Neil Young, and the farewell tour from Ozzy Osbourne just before his passing demonstrates. Finding your tribe On my first week of university in 1996, band T-shirts were everywhere, and they made a useful barometer in terms of finding my neophyte tribe. People in Iron Maiden and The Cure T-shirts should be avoided lest I wanted three years of poor eyeliner, cider and conspiracy theories. And I was sceptical but curious about The Smiths and Nirvana tee-donners; they could be the witty Oscar Wilde type but they could equally be vodka-guzzling depressives. I had on my Blur T-shirt, of course, which I hoped made me look blokeish but also moderately bookish – the kind of guy who likes a beer but can also have a chat about Alexander Trocchi or Douglas Coupland. Pretentious and deluded?Let me count the ways … But it was vital for me at that time to distinguish myself from the hordes of Oasis T-shirt-wearers who (and I stand by my theory to this day, with the reunion tour in full flow) I was convinced were, underneath the swagger, reactionary bores who would all graduate to work on the lower rungs of the finance sector. Then, as now, there were ways to wear a band T-shirt in order to ensure that you came across as a knowing fan, not a grumpy roadie. Naturally, tucking your T-shirt into your jeans was the first sign of a young adult who hasn't cut the parental apron strings. A more common problem, for blokes in particular, was size. 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Firstly, an intense nostalgia for that teen era of cigarettes, snogs, cider and seven-inch singles. But also a feeling of unease: by wearing this now, I'm not broadcasting that I love a great band of yore; I'm transmitting that I haven't moved with the times at all. Loading So I took it off again pretty sharpish, knowing that with age come more discreet ways of letting the world know your attitudes and beliefs via your garments. Yet, it turns out, I might be in possession of a frayed-cotton pension contribution. Online, the exact Blur tour T-shirt I own, from their pre- Parklife and pop stardom period, is selling for up to £400 ($820). Will I sell? No, I don't think so. Having a band T-shirt makes me feel connected to my past. But, just like my teen adorations for eating fish finger sandwiches, reading Loaded magazine and applying Clearasil, a public display wouldn't do me any favours today. But I'll never relinquish my tees and all that they stand for.
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