So, it finally happened. The inevitable, soul-crushingly predictable endpoint for every "disruptor" brand that thinks slapping a skull on something makes it revolutionary. Death Wish Coffee is suing Liquid Death because Liquid Death wants to sell… coffee.
I had to read that twice to make sure I wasn't having a stroke. The company that built its entire identity on being THE MOST EXTREME COFFEE is now crying foul because the company that built its identity on being THE MOST EXTREME WATER wants to join the party. It’s like two goth kids in high school fighting over who gets to wear the Bauhaus t-shirt to the prom. Guys, you didn’t invent the color black. The whole thing started when Death Wish Coffee Files Trademark Suit Over Liquid Death Coffee.
This isn’t about brand identity. This is about the death of irony. This is what happens when your entire marketing strategy is a joke, and then you have to hire lawyers who don’t get it. Are we really supposed to believe that a customer, staring at a can of "Deathuccino" from the water company famous for its over-the-top marketing, is going to be hopelessly confused and think it’s from the other death-themed beverage company? Give me a break.
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Let’s not forget who we’re dealing with here. Liquid Death is the company that just ran a campaign with Amazon for "Certified Smarter Water." The concept, if you can call it that, is that they had Alexa devices read textbooks to cans of water in a warehouse. Because, you know, "viral theories that water molecules can retain thoughts and words."
This is a bad idea. No, 'bad' doesn't cover it—this is a weapons-grade, galaxy-brained marketing stunt that perfectly encapsulates the cynical void at the heart of modern advertising. It’s so self-awarely stupid that it loops back around to being kind of brilliant, I guess? One of their own VPs admitted the weirdest book they "infused" was Warping Reality: Inside the Psychology of Cults. You can’t make this stuff up. Offcourse, they know it's nonsense. That's the whole point. They’re selling you the joke, and the water is just the merch.
They’re not selling a product; they’re selling a meme you can drink. It’s a nihilistic performance art piece that happens to be a top-seller on Amazon. They’re so deep in the irony swamp that they’re bragging about helping kids cheat their way through college by drinking water that has listened to a quantum physics audiobook.
So, what happens when a brand built on a foundation of pure, unadulterated trolling has to get serious? What happens when the "Murder Your Thirst" guys have to sit down with a bunch of ten-thousand-dollar-an-hour lawyers to argue about consumer confusion and trademark dilution?
The Spreadsheet Jockeys Have Entered the Chat
Just when you think Liquid Death is all punk rock chaos, you read an interview with their Chief Media Officer, Benoit Vatere—like in The Drum's Liquid Death’s Benoit Vatere on big screen swagger and why AI is not writing its ads—and the mask slips completely. He talks about "path to purchase," "controllable CTV," and "layering retailer data." He sounds less like a renegade and more like every other media exec I’ve ever had the misfortune of listening to at some godforsaken conference in Vegas.
He says they’re moving away from paid social because he "cannot control the frequency." He wants the "big screen" so he can retarget people at retail. This isn't rebellion; it's just the 2025 version of the same old marketing playbook. It's the same plumbing, just with a skull-shaped faucet. My own ad-supported hellscape is filled with this garbage—I see an ad on Hulu, then get an email, then see a banner ad on some trash website I'm on for two seconds. It ain't new.
Vatere claims they don't chase trends because "by the time it is a trend, it is already over." A noble sentiment, I suppose. But then his company turns around and files paperwork for a "Deathuccino," which sounds like the most focus-grouped, trend-chasing product name imaginable. It’s a name that a 55-year-old executive in a boardroom thinks a 19-year-old would find edgy.
This lawsuit exposes the fundamental contradiction at the heart of Liquid Death, and frankly, Death Wish Coffee too. They wrap themselves in the flag of rebellion and anti-corporate attitude, but the moment a competitor encroaches on their turf, they run straight to the most corporate, soul-sucking institution in America: the federal court system. All that talk about being a "builder" and having your "own lane" just evaporates. Suddenly, it’s all about protecting market share and brand equity and other MBA buzzwords that...
It's Just Business, Man
At the end of the day, this isn't a culture war. It's a turf war between two beverage companies that realized putting "death" in the name sells product. All the edgy marketing, the ironic campaigns, the heavy metal aesthetics—it's just a costume. And now, the costumes have come off, and we see what was underneath all along: two sets of executives in sensible shoes, fighting over shelf space. The rebellion was always for sale. And now, it's a legal dispute. How utterly, depressingly predictable.
