They Were With The Band
Lydia Lunch: “T-shirts have become the daily uniform of every slob too lazy to button up a shirt front.” So the post-punk chanteuse prefaces Ripped ($30, Rizzoli), a new coffee-table (or tour van?) collection of rock tees cool enough to convince you to join the slob brigade and renounce buttons forever. Vintage dealer Cesar Padilla—chasing, he explains, a great, lost collection of band shirts thrown out by his mother—has gathered the best of the best for the new book, borrowing from the collections of Betsey Johnson, Thurston Moore, the Magnetic Fields’ Stephin Merritt, and more. Banal but true: They don’t make ‘em like they used to. Shirts celebrating Television (above), the Kinks, Grace Jones, Debbie Harry are enough to send you straight to eBay (most often, probably without much success). For insider tips, Padilla will be on hand later this month to celebrate the book at Acne’s Greene Street shop. Good luck getting the shirt off his back.