This is my Granddad, sporting a tee shirt commemorating 1985 Sonic Youth and Lydia Lunch collab Death Valley 69. My Nana (just out of shot) discreetly disapproves of this choice of shirt, too prim to admit why.
Ron has had it filed alongside Get Your Kicks on Route 66, as part of a stack of souvenir tee shirts from tourist jaunts to the States. In fact, it was collected by my Uncle Phil during his days as a security guard in the Smoke. My Granddad has been wearing it, nonplussed, since 1985.