DR DEATH Guitar Strap Dr Death

Her ��laboratory�� sulks beneath a flickering bulb, where flasks and wires compete with leather-bound books and shelves of rough-labeled jars. A careful mix or a cunning formula She scribbles a progression on a torn sheaf. Slipping a svelte double cutaway over her shoulder, the lights dim as she plugs in to a massive amplifier of her own design. The tubes glow�� a roar of feedback, a wall of sound�� madness and genius in balance.

Revolutionary, emblazoned with warning and sigil, Coffin presents this leather-tipped guitar strap crafted in their own secret laboratory.