Tuesday, 15 July 2014


Most of our designs are of course conceived with our following in mind, however every now and then we do indulge ourselves in a tangent of our own. I am personally a huge fan of The Cure and doubt I'm alone on this with many of our customers.

For me the most memorable video from this wonderful band was In between days. The lyrics are agreed by most to be based on a love triangle, whilst the viewing was always fantastic on acid.

The opening line 'yesterday I got so old' is somewhat poignant at this stage in many of our lives as age kicks in and a good awayday session often leaves you feeling a little green on a Sunday morning...... artwork by the constantly brilliant Paul Cruse.

Coming back to you in the near future. JM

Tuesday, 8 July 2014


So if you have ever bothered to read our blurb, we take a lot of inspiration from the cultures and terrace fashions of the 80s (no shit Sherlock).

Now I'm not sure how regional this was, but many footy types briefly flirted with all things Soviet in said era. Be it a hammer & sickle t shirt, or a copy of the Morning Star in your back sky on matchday..... a lot had a go.

Some of the best images on display at the time were from small independent Liverpool based label Macanno. Inspired by a book a of old Russian propaganda posters, creators Jeff and Rob Davies set out to produce one of the most under celebrate labels of it's era in our personal opinion.

So not for the first time we have a little nod towards all the above, with fine work from Paul Cruse, mixing an old poster and Soviet coat of arms, with our brands proud 10 years plus heritage. Many have followed our lead, but we believe we are the original casual culture label, so we've even given ourselves a star above our crest in a Serie A stylie, resulting in this rather natty image coming on tee's and sweats in the not too distant future.

Long live the Republic! JM

Tuesday, 1 July 2014


"This Man said it's gruesome that someone so handsome should care"

Growing up in the 80s The Smiths were one of those bands you didn't want to admit you liked, as the lead singer was well errm a bit 'fruity'. Yet by the time your 40 it's funny how your more than happy to swing your arms around at a family doo, with your mam's fake flowers in hand doing a really shit impersonation of Morrissey.

So here is our tribute the big glasses wearing Stretford crooner as it's now OK to admit his music was actually boss.

More fine work by our Man Paul Cruse. JM