... Is this where I discuss the Infinite Guitars Cheat?
Meet the family. Most of them are chinese, but good luck, Guitarfetish, a good setup (If anyone's in New York, outside of the City, I have found a wizard and not too expensive tech upstate, does amazing thing with acoustics, too.), and attention to detail, have made them the equal of anything hecho in Mexico, and some stuff made in America.
Meet Trouble. This isn't an up to date picture, Trouble's got a compensated three barrel bridge (Wilkinson design) and Wilkinson tuners these days. And more dents. Trouble is actually on its second body. The first one died after someone who is not me, got a little too Keef, and put it through a Crate amp like an axe. And then pounded it more. Technically, it was still playable, but it was chunked. No, they didn't ask permission. This led to me getting Blondie below, and a replacement body for Trouble when we finally found one.

Yes, those are jazz bass magnets in the bridge pickup. Yes, that's a minihum in the neck. It twangs, it howls, it rocks.
But, you know, you can't live by Tele alone.

Sometimes you need a semihollow LP-like with a P90 in the neck and an overwound humbucker in the bridge.
And sometimes you just have a Blonde moment.

Trouble has a ceramic minihum, Blondie here has an alnico, as close to vintage 59 as possible. There is a noticable difference.
But sometimes you get tired of the normal routine. They can't stop us. Let 'em try. For heavy metal we will die!

Mr. Malden's finest, a wicked blues playing machine, surprisingly. Very clear mids for something with insanely overwound Tesla brand split coil wired humbuckers.
This guitar sustains like Spinal Tap. Some people call it what happens when a Nitefly and a SG have nasty sex in the back of the van. They're not far off. Some neat features on it. The massive horn by the neck moves the strap button forward, so it's no longer a diver like a SG. And there's a little nitch at the heel, so you can lay your cord right over it, instead of getting it stuck in the strap. The tele-like knobs make it really easy to mess with the volume and tone while playing, as well.
There's technically more, but it's in the form of $25 necks and $30 bodies, about four of each, that are waiting to be worked on, and an odd little thing in the mail that was hand made. It'll need more electronics, but everyone needs a HSS around, even if it looks a bit more like a double cutaway LP than a Strat.
I suppose I should share why Trouble has a name. As Dr. Scott says, "From the day he was born. He was trouble. He was the thorn. In his mother's side." Day he showed up from the factory, he came with Jazz Mediums. Wound G. Nice. Nut was cut for Lights. Tune low E, the graphite nut split. Got a free bone replacement and I needed the setup anyhow, but that's just how Trouble is. He also drinks blood. The rosewood fretboard stays surprisingly dry when you get blood on the frets. Well. More disturbingly dry. Someone tried to steal him once, and they wound up faceplanting after two steps, the strap wound around their legs. Which is probably related to the neck strap button deciding to pop out the long way a month later right as someone picked it up, knocking all the other guitars over. And, of course, the death of Trouble's first body. The guy who borrowed it was a good friend and he might smash a guitar, but he normally wouldn't smash a borrowed one.
He's not even sure why he did it. But we're all in agreement that it wouldn't have happened if it wasn't Trouble. Guitar has mojo. Not always good, certainly not always bad.
Blondie only has a name because Trouble did, and she reminds me of Debbie Harry for some reason. Also, she was way more caramel in the original picture, and wound up being blonde in real life.