For my Indochine tour line, I imagine a backstage pass graphic with scribbled setlists, fake laminate lanyards, and doodled hearts, like something I’d have worn to death in high school, pretending I’d just snuck into the Paris finale.

I picture an Indochine tour road-map tee, with a messy, hand-drawn map of France, Belgium, and Switzerland, coffee stains, fake hotel notes, and sarcastic arrows saying things like too many croissants here and slept on the tour bus here.

I want an Indochine tour design that looks like a bootleg vinyl sleeve, with grainy photocopy textures, overexposed stage lights, and a giant tracklist of imaginary live versions, like the record you brag about finding in some dusty Paris crate.

Another Indochine tour idea is a crowd-perspective print, just silhouettes, phones glowing, and huge lyric fragments floating above the heads, so the shirt feels like you’re permanently stuck in the loudest chorus of the night.