This one is dedicated to the girl we saw at MudHouse last night in a Juniper T-shirt, who might never read this: Thanks. You reminded us how cool it can be to see a local band’s T-shirt crop up once in a while in a sea of obscure logos, Hollister written in various fonts and Kings of Leon and Death Cab for Cutie band tees. None of these are bad things–except possibly the Hollister, but that’s a discussion for another time–but it warms our it’s-mid-April-and-we’re-still-waiting-for-friggin’-spring hearts to see college-age youths not only go to local shows and support local music, but proudly advertise the fact with words printed across their male and female chestal areas. Door charges and merch are a band’s lifeblood, after all, and band shirts are free advertising to generate name recognition. So here’s to seeing local band T-shirts in public, and here’s to hopefully seeing more of them. Trust us, Abercrombie & Fitch is making its money with or without its name on your shirt, but the Junipers of the world are not.
