The Number 12 Looks Like You’s Jesse Korman Shows Off His Favorite Metal T-Shirts
A metalhead’s t-shirt collection contains some of their most prized possessions. Sweaty, stained and torn, our shirts are chronicles of our lives, physical markers of a past time and place that we pridefully put on our bodies every day. They have a clear pecking order: there are those shirts you wear only when all the best ones are in the laundry, there are the absolute favorites you wear once every couple of weeks, and there are all the shirts in between, each with their own clear rank. To a metalhead, T-shirts are EVERYTHING.
Jesse Korman of mathcore pioneers The Number 12 Looks Like You is the latest to share his favorites for our series My Metal T-Shirt Collection. The Number 12 Looks Like You just embarked upon a 12-date tour celebrating the 12th anniversary of their seminal album Nuclear. Sad. Nuclear. Get dates here. Maybe you’ll catch Jesse wearing one of these shirts!
Back in 2008 or so I didn’t really listen to Cattle Decap much until we played with them one day… and holy balls-blown-into-my-asshole did they kill it. I fell in love even more with them when I walked past their merch table and saw this genius gem.
2. Cannibal Corpse
I mean, who doesn’t like Cannibal Corpse? If you listen to heavy metal, then this should be on your to-do list, owning at least ONE Cannibal Corpse shirt in your lifetime.
3. Marilyn Manson
OK, before judging me here, we all have to admit that we love(d) Marilyn Manson at some point in time. My time was in high school and I once got caught listening to MM in my bedroom while wrapping thumbtack spikes around a doll’s head that I hung by a noose with toy animal body parts as arms and legs. Needless to say, I was fucked and all my Manson apparel got tossed the fukkkkk out. One of those items was this shirt. MANY years later, BOOM, I saw a shirt that had meant too much to me up on the wall in fucking H&M of all places. I was so mad that I bought it.
4. Fleshgod Apocalypse
I went to go see Septicflesh in NYC and my homeboy Frank Godla told me I should really go watch the band playing before them, Fleshgod Apocalypse, since I am notorious for going to shows only to see who I want to and nobody else. Well, let’s just say thank god for Frank because what in the fuckkkk, that was ridiculous!
When the opening track to Informis Infinitas Inhumanitas would come on with those bees swarming and then the music kicking in, I swore I would snap my neck from how hard I would head bang. Never saw them, never saw merch for them… then my little brother comes through for his big bro and snagged me this dirty dog.
My buddy Jack Kilmer told me he just wrapped up a movie called Lords of Chaos where he played the role of Dead, lead singer of Mayhem, which got me back into listening to their record and back into spending money on unnecessary shirts I don’t need.
7. Michael Jackson
Nobody should ever have to explain why they own a Michael Jackson t-shirt. I should judge you for not owning one.
Sweetest fucking dudes ever. You would never really know by the angel of death surrounded by a halo of bullets looking to stab the fuck outta people and the words GOATWHORE on the side.