Sweet mother of God. Can you imaging being a normal guy and then waking up one morning to find that your head was covered in tetrahedron-shaped purple lumps, you spoke Japanese, and there were hypnotic electromagnetic waves pulsing from your cranium?

No? Well...wearing this shirt will give you a glimpse into that realm.

Dirt offices were ruthlessly bombarded by Sony publicists and we received all manner of coffee mugs, branded T-shirts, CDs, games, invites to media events, and pricey black equipment (remember when black = good? Titanium is the new black). I still have a kick ass Sony MHC-C90 bookshelf stereo which they never bothered to retrieve from my clutches.

These startling and cryptic shirt graphics are a solid, one-sheet silkscreen that makes your upper body feel like it's wrapped in a leather condom.