Stuffy Doll

I’m Stuffy Doll, which is a band. I play all the instruments (or sometimes play a keyboard that’s made to sound like them), I write and sing all the words (when there are words), I do all the production work (for better or worse). And it’s all available on all music platforms.

Some of my favorite Stuffy Doll songs I’ve made are:

Copper Ridge | Disaster Taxon | February | Buckhorn | Radium::Opium | Fields Like Blank Canvas | Magic Is For Everyone | Ziziphus | Bury Your Name | On The Dance Floor of The Castle

But if, like me, you’re an album person, I highly recommend starting with Ganymede Gives Up The Ghost or my new ballet, Le Ballet qui Saigne

Also I have a pair of songs that my fans have dubbed “The Blowjob Song” and “The Pussy Eating Song”, respectively. They are Diamondback Rattlesnake Venom and Alafia River Song. You can weigh in on whether that feels like a fair characterization of those songs lol

Some folks have compared my music to the following artists, to greater or lesser degrees of accuracy: My Chemical Romance, Paramore, Neon Trees, Childish Gambino, “Ed Sheeran mixed with a Rhino”, Bon Iver, Amanda Palmer, The Mountain Goats, Neil Diamond, Hole, Nirvana, La Dispute, clipping

Bingsu and I were on our way back home on our morning walk. As we get to the last stretch, which is on a paved walkway, she stops and pivots. This generally means she’s become aware of another living creature, so I give her a tug and a “c’mon, that’s none of your—“

and I stop because I’ve turned around at this point and am seeing what she clocked: two local dogs, with whom I am familiar as they live across the road from us and are constantly getting out and into our yard, are coming around the corner of a house that is not their own and running toward us. Now, these dogs are on the smaller side. One is probably 10lbs, the other maybe 30. The bigger one tends to be kinda aggro, the smaller one is just along for the ride. So I brace myself.

I’ve had way too many of these hick ass dogs try to attack Bingsu and I’m ready to kick one at this point if I have to. But then… they zip right past us. Their heads turn when they realize we’re there, sure, but they are headed back toward their home at FULL SPRINT. And for a half second, I’m standing there wondering why they didn’t swarm us and then I see it. A mother deer comes whipping around that same corner hot on their heels, fully looking to kick their asses. I’m talking cartoon-mom-with-a-rolling-pin energy. And shortly behind her, her little baby mimicking her energy to the best of its ability.

These two chased those dogs all the way back to their home and only then stopped to assess the dog I was holding who was very vocally losing her mind and I am unable to console her because I am laughing too hard, and fortunately they seemed to judge us innocent. A real “let’s chase dogs with mama” moment 10/10

The crime:

Unclear whether or not she wants my pistachios. Impossible to say.

“June” <- Bandcamp link

(It’s also available on all platforms on which one might listen to music)