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It's Debbie Harry's birthday. And because DH is one of our favorite punk-rock den mothers/glamour visionaries/CBGB intellectuals/dance-music innovators/pop provocateuses of all time, we're offering up all the many Worn Free Debbie designs for 10% off, with free shipping, starting today.
During that time, we'll be spotlighting some of the available designs, such as No Pictures, first modeled by Deb in 1978 and seen on various hipster personages arrayed above. Not to mention Camp Funtime, Punk, Vultures, Berlin, Mick Ronson, L.A.M.F. and more.
We probably don't say this enough, but it bears repeating: WF shirts aren't just beautiful and mysteriously hip. They're also insanely comfortable (full disclosure: I often sleep in mine. TMI? Don't care) and come with a groovy backstage pass-style hangtag that gives you the classic original photo of the artist and backstory on the design. So you're not just buying some Beefy T from the merch wagon. It's something you'll treasure for years.
Now run on over to the Deborah Harry t-shirt page, pick out your fave(s) and claim your discount by entering coupon code RAPTURE at checkout. But don't delay; this offer expires on July 15.
You may recall reading about the insanely cool new Iggy Pop "I Wiped Out the 60's" tee on this very blog, where we noted that this was merely one of three Iggy-inspired shirts being rolled out by your nice friends at Worn Free.
Feast your eyes on another: the Rainbow shirt, which the Ig-Man wore famously in a 1977 shot taken in Berlin. It was a heady time; Iggy was reaching his creative peak and exploring the druggy dark side with sometime mentor David Bowie, who'd himself embarked on a brilliant trio of art-rock recordings with producer/collaborator Brian Eno. Iggy, meanwhile, had transformed himself from proto-punk hellraiser to a songwriter and singer of ever-deepening maturity.
Did you know that the man born James Newell Osterberg turned 60 this year? Let the AARP be warned.
The Rainbow in question, according to what little information we've been able to dig up, was a North London club that closed its doors in 1982. One can only imagine what debauchery took place there.
Of course, you can slip on one of these babies and start cutting your own art-damaged swath through your local fulminating metropolitan center. Perhaps this classic clip of Iggy and The Stooges turning in an incendiary "I Wanna Be Your Dog" in 1979 will inspire you.
