I like t-shirts. I have a lot of t-shirts. Too many, my wife would tell you. As habits go, I reckon that you could do a lot worse than collecting t-shirts. I wouldn't say that it is a compulsion, but there is something appealing about being able to display your taste quite so obviously to everyone else. I read some really cool books and have astonishingly good music taste, but you'd probably have to know me a little bit to be aware of that. Your t-shirts, however, are a very public form of display. Just as life is too short and too precious to waste eating crappy food, I feel much the same way about the t-shirts that I wear.
Every single one tells a story, whether it's of a great gig that I attended, a band or film that I love or just something that makes me laugh. A quick peak into the sports section of my collection and I have souvenir t-shirts from two Olympics (2004, 2012), celebrating rugby, skiing, running, cricket, ice hockey, scuba diving, sky diving...; I have a burgeoning geek section (Ghostbusters, Anchorman, Alien, the Incredible Hulk, Superman, Rocky, Star Wars....); bands (Metallica, Iron Maiden, Madness, Billy Bragg, Scott Walker, Led Zeppelin, Young Knives....)
Yeah. I've got a lot of t-shirts alright.
But I don't have a t-shirt of a vampire cat wearing a cape and bow tie, standing in front of a blood moon.
I first saw this t-shirt in a shop window in New York in January and I was so taken with it that I nearly bought it on the spot. Foolishly, I walked away and regretted it almost immediately. Seven months later, something made me think of it again, so I actually started looking for it in earnest on the internet. Google is amazing, isn't it? But honestly, using search terms like "vampire cat red bow tie moon" brings you back a surprising amount of results to wade through.
... but I got there! You can buy it here (along with some other cool looking shirts). I ordered it last week, and it arrived today.
BEST. T-SHIRT. EVER.