In My Head

Stop nodding. We both know I'm not listening.

Let’s be real: while your boss is discussing Q3 projections or your date is explaining the subtle nuances of their indoor plant collection, you’re currently three minutes into a heavy, slap-heavy funk odyssey in the key of E. You’ve got that "polite listener" face down to a science, but behind your eyes, the metronome is clicking and the bridge pickup is growling.

This shirt is for the unsung hero of the rhythm section who is physically in the room but spiritually at soundcheck. It’s the ultimate smart-ass uniform for the person who provides the foundation of the song but can’t be bothered to provide the foundation of a conversation.

Family dinners where you're mentally rehearsing the difficult bridge of a Rush song.

Staff meetings that should have been an email.

Standing in the back of the music shop while someone else butchers "Smoke on the Water."

If someone asks you a question while you're wearing this, just hum a low B-string drone until they walk away. It works every time.