Found My Way

Giuseppe is a 50-something livestreaming icon—in his own mind. He rants nightly from his garage studio (next to a chest freezer full of expired cannoli) about how “the system is broken,” how “masks are mind control,” and how Chris Cornell was murdered by Big Pharma. His audience: 14 diehard viewers and a surprisingly vocal AI chatbot named Linda.

Giuseppe hasn’t held a job since 2014, unless you count monetizing rage. But now, he’s found something deeper than content: art. Inspired by a late-night espresso bender and the echoing emptiness of his marriage, he’s written a heavy metal anthem called “Found My Way”—his personal declaration of freedom from society, facts, and the emotional consequences of being an unbearable human.

At home, his wife Toyna hasn’t spoken a full sentence to him in 8 months. She communicates entirely through passive-aggressive Amazon orders and dramatic sighs. Their three huskies provide the only warmth in the house—until Czar, the most emotionally intelligent of the three, escapes through a broken fence panel during a particularly unhinged livestream titled “Vaccines Killed MTV.” Czar has not returned. Toyna sometimes looks out the window and whispers, “Take me with you.”

“Found My Way” is Giuseppe’s sonic autobiography:

Verse 1 is about how the world is fake.

Chorus is about how he’s realer than ever.

Bridge is mostly yelling and one guitar solo that sounds like an air fryer breaking.

As the track progresses, so does Giuseppe’s descent. He claims he’s “escaped his mind,” but really he just stopped paying property taxes. He says he’s “burned the old self”—but mostly he just switched from gel to pomade. Still, in the chaos, there’s a raw honesty. Somewhere in the distortion and denial, Giuseppe might have actually found something true.

Or maybe he just finally cracked from a lifetime of microwaved masculinity and lukewarm support.

Either way, the husky’s not coming back.