THAT GUITAR.
An alpine white Les Paul saved my life. As my disability moved into my arms and hands, I feared that the art I fought so hard to make would stop forever.
My doctors recommended that I start writing and playing music again. My Les Paul, lovingly named Doll, came out of retirement in 2017. Though it had been years since I had written any new material, I fell back in love within days of starting over. The first song that came to me? WIFL. What it feels like.
That song pushed me to keep going. And now? As the Squeaky Futons I perform every Not Acceptable LIVE!, I wrote the soundtrack to my comic CHSR, and I’m currently writing the music for a Magic(k) special releasing late 2025 called “the charm.”
That guitar saved me. And now? I’m making it your problem.
-D. 5/17/25.