Psyched Tees From Disturbia Clothing

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First off I’m back, I’ve been to the back and beyond, I’m sunburned and peeling all over but all in all I feel fresh as a daisy so let’s get down to business and lay Disturbia Clothing on the Buy Tees couch and see what makes them and their legion of fans tick. If you’re already familiar with this edgy Brit label then you’re in good company. Check out this documentary of The Prodigy’s latest tour and you just might see Liam sporting one of their best-sellers, their Disco t-shirt.

I always feel right at home, culturally speaking, when I visit their site, everything from their products to the web design to their constantly updated left field blog shimmer with a slightly tongue-in-cheek British fervour for the hey days of punk. Their style spills right out onto their highly flamboyant illustrated t-shirt prints which are all highly recognisable as unique yet strangely familiar iconic pieces that make up their collection. Their ideas are their tour de force, some perhaps more obvious than others, but in a good way, in the way you might think ‘damn, I could have thought of that’ except you know you didn’t, and if you ever did, you know you’d never got around to creating them, because if you had I’d most likely be writing about your label right now :p

Their reputation has spread far and wide into the world of independent fashion retailing with 17 online stockists and what I guess must be another hundred or more stores selling their unique wares around the world. So if you like what you see then there’s no excuses when it comes to tracking down any of their infectiously irrational tees, hoodies and accessories (if you don’t order direct), besides which they have a handy mailing list so you can keep up to date with all their latest offerings no matter what corner of the world you may reside. So without further a due, rip a few holes in your best pair of jeans, stick a safety pin through your nose, kick the TV Screen, deface any image of royalty you may have lying around and get ready to enter the minds of Disturbia.

I Want Out Tee

This phenomenal tee available for men and women simply entitled ‘I Want Out’ commemorates or rather mourns the death of The American Dream. This superbly detailed illustration rifles through the draws of the slowly dying inner sanctum of perhaps the last of the world’s super powers. Sure there’s China, but simply piling up the gold, coal and nukes isn’t going to help them influence the planet the way that the USA have over the last century or so. In fact it’s more the ploy of a survivalist stocking up their bunker before the ‘big one’ – it might be war, weather, a global food or fuel shortage, who knows but their every increasing economic might is definitely not a ploy for political influence as far as China are concerned. America bailed out Europe during WW2, they’ve flown to space for the hell of it, they’ve farmed the greatest generation of obese burger loving human beings since time began, in essence they’ve been the movers and shakers in almost every major political decision since modern democracy began. But I’m afraid it may all be over for ‘Western Civilisation’ as we know it. For a start, what the hell is the West anyway? The Middle East have almost all of the remaining oil bar Israel, China has more reserves of just about every commodity going and Obama has, in the meantime, had to put a hold on some of his more loftier dreams once he’d confronted the frightening truth of ‘everyday people’ at a local Denny’s. Perhaps Obama can soothe a few furrowed brows in the major oil producing countries in the world, but if the USA doesn’t scale down their consumption soon it won’t mean diddly-squat. I read recently that if they drilled every drop of oil in Alaska, not only will it destroy their last untouched wilderness, but the oil supply will last them less than a year. With no real public transport system, an enormous amount of workers in their failing automobile industry, and a never ending demand for more and more fuel I guess Obama will be ending his term on a horse and cart by the looks of things. Still if the USA falls we all fall, like dominoes the whole Western economy will topple and all of us will be asking for handouts from China – who already realise that commodities are worth more than cash. Cash is just paper, nope actually its just a string of numbers on a server, powered by electricity, which in turn is supplied by a power station that most likely runs on gas or coal. We’re all stuffed, yes, I want out too. Get this amazing tee for £19.99 before the world finally gives up its last breath and we all shuffle out of the way for apes, cockroaches, rats, or any other creature that cottons on to the fact that we have absolutely no idea how to manage a planet.

Keep Buying Tee

Keep Buying is available for men (bunout/royal) and women (burnout/pink) at £19.99. Reminiscent of the British government’s hectoring style for slapping the crown jewels over any directive, order, public sign or institution they care to in order to frighten the serfdom (that is our population) in to full and compliant submission. We the British people have lost our nerve over the years, this country feels more and more like a prison every day, the last decade of the former socialist party Labour (which due to Tony Blair‘s meddling was temporarily revamped as New Labour) has passed more mean spirited and petty laws than all their predecessors since the war. I grew up in the 1970′s, I saw punks as a child, I saw riots on TV, I saw unions down tools, I saw rebellion. Then Margaret Thatcher took over and all anyone wanted was a house of their own, money in the bank, two holidays a year and shares in every former publicly owned utility and service on offer. Instead we got Mcjobs which were eventually farmed out to India and Poland, mobile phones, a weak economy, we lost all our manufacturing skills, every industry has just about collapsed and now even the cathedral-like shopping malls are struggling to compete with online bargains. Some 20 years ago I made a prediction to a few bemused, stoned, and rather disinterested friends that within our lifetime we’d witness Britain go from a first to third world country. I’ve stuck to my guns and taken little pleasure in my strange knack for second guessing the future, especially as most of it is indeed rather depressing. We can’t buy ourselves out of a recession, we can’t run the economy on a nation of shop keepers, they’re all dead and have been replaced by the vast and autonomous Tesco supermarket chain anyway. What we have is very little, at least we used to have agriculture, food we could grow and eat, now all we have is a last minute panic to grow a few veg at the local allotments. We used to have a vast shipping industry, now we have cheap ferries to France and a Chunnel that will most likely remain in debt, especially once the cracks start to show. It’s as if the whole country was redesigned by a local town planner with a fixation for parking meters and pedestrianised high streets but no idea what to do with all the rubbish, or how the public are supposed to travel, work, eat, live. So, what do we do? We do exactly what the rest of the world does, we keep on keeping on. Digging ourselves into an almighty debt unheard of in all of history, and we spend it on junk that we don’t need to take our minds of the very same fact, we are broke and one day the credit will run out. In the meantime you may as well break the trend and at least spend your hard earned cash on something worthwhile like this t-shirt which at least will remind you and everyone you meet of the impending doom that all capitalist states and countries around the world are facing. A t-shirt with a profound message to say the least.

Bateman Tee

Christian Bale, now there’s a man on a mission, a screwed up mission of course, but in a sick and twisted way you have to admire his gall. He takes no **** from anyone even if he does give it out every chance he has. The Bateman tee essentially deals with the character he plays in the film adaptation of Bret Easton Ellis‘ American Psycho. What’s more Bateman specifically references his glum and dour appearances as The Dark Knight aka Batman, but with a great angle i.e using the original logo which is more famously associated with the outrageously camp TV series starring Adam West (who must be one of the most surreal personalities who ever walked the earth). Available for men and women, this tee really made me laugh, in fact almost anything to do with Bale does, but especially regarding American Psycho. The first time I saw Bale act was as a rather spoilt brat in Empire of the Sun, the next time he appeared on the screen was as Patrick Bateman. I don’t know what happened to the guy in between those two films, apart from growing about 13 years older, but it must have been bad. Sure he’s an actor, so he learned to mimic an American accent, sure he was playing a psycho obsessed with terrible 80s mainstream pop and murdering everyone he met, but it was more than that. Bale had actually become Bateman, he still is, now. OK so he hasn’t actually murdered anyone in real life (as far as I know) but he looks as if he’s on the verge of it. I haven’t heard him speak with a real British accent in years, he looks almost psychotic and guessing by his off set rants he is and now he’s getting all the plum jobs in La La Land. It makes me wonder if he’s secretly threatened any potential competitor with a grisly death by kitchen knife to the beat of a Genesis or Huey Lewis and the News track? Who knows, perhaps this t-shirt is as close to the truth as any of us mere mortals will ever get available for men and women in white for £19.99.

Horrorshow Tee

I love A Clockwork Orange, the Anthony Burgess novel and the Stanley Kubrick film, which is a rare thing, usually one format or the other screws it up, but not this time. This t-shirt, Horrorshow, picks up on one of a plethora of strange quirks and sayings that Burgess’s writing induces into the narrative. A weird hybrid of English, Russian and gobbledegook which form the nadsat language, in essence heightening an already extremely disturbing yet prophetic story. I won’t go into it here if you’re not au fait with the script, but if you’re not you’re a gloopy nazz. So how close was Burgess to predicting the future? Well we might not drink amphetamine-laden moloko, but drugs are bigger than ever, almost everyone in the 21st century has had some brush with illicit substances even to simply refuse them or just watch a friend or two turn to mush on a pill or some powder or a few doobies. Besides how many people honestly think that corporations want to limit their toxic offerings to booze, fags and energy drinks anyhow? If they could they’d push the lot, before long there’d be a vast, organised and profitable drug empire on a new and unimaginable scale. The underworld would lose their power, the drug scene would lose its rebellious cachet and the police forces of the world would be able to breathe a collective sigh of relief as they take a deep lug on their state approved hashettes. What’s closest to the truth about Burgess’ dystopian vision is violence, violence breeds violence and within just a few generations the gap has widened so far that those with wrinkles on their skin are more worried about getting plastic surgery and their teeth bleached than the rising numbers of violent crimes. Pupils stab teachers now, in the USA they shoot them, I never liked school but I can’t imagine anyone I knew back then, however dispossessed, firing a few shots in the library and the canteen for the hell of it. It’s all down to expectation as far as I am concerned, capitalism runs on greed or rather the promise of riches for those who take the risks. It happens in the stock market, it happens in the ghetto, destroy or be destroyed. If you aren’t the nastiest piece of work that ever walked the earth then you can bet your bottom dollar the next guy will be. We are encouraged, metaphorically, emotionally, or otherwise, to fight tooth and claw to make a few million bucks and stick two fingers up at the rat race, and that’s all down to the numbers game. The more people, the more competition, the less rewards to go round, the greater the greed, the selfishness, and eventually the frustration amongst those who lose out in the lottery of life. Failures used to kill themselves, now they like to bring down a few before they do themselves in. If the situation continues this way we won’t be able to rely on governmental institutions, the police, or the basics of ‘civilisation’ to carry us through. Nope. There’s just two alternatives, an electronically tagged, chemically balanced, nation of zombies will roam the earth, or alternatively, mass resistance, bloody revolution and war. If the base instincts of 6.25 billion human animals kicks in before the mass lobotomy the walls will come tumbling down and we can wave bye bye to our shiny gadget-laden wireless HD ready future. It’s a horrorshow, a real horrorshow. Get this iconic tee for £19.99 available in purple and white for men and women.

If you hurry you might just be able to grab a bargain at www.DisturbiaClothing.co.uk in their sale for men and women, Tees start from just £10.99 or try one of their mystery bags of three tees for just £25. There are labels and then there are phenomenons, Disturbia are well on their way to combining the two.

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