It a thankless task, one that requires a certain. disposition. He toils at his morbid vocation in the dead of night, his only companions the recently deceased. Tomorrow, he’ll don a pinstripe suit and play conductor to a string of sobs. Tonight, his work complete, the shrieks and wails of his beloved axe will pierce the moonlit gloom.

Classic, refined, and crafted in darkness, Coffin unearths this leather-tipped guitar strap ideal for day or night.