LP's pretty much must be slung low.
Back in the 90's, I couldn't find a strap long enough so I got my mom to sew two straps together for me. Those were tough times indeed. Is there anything more rock n' roll than your mom pimping your gear? Never mind lead work, I could barely do a barre chord. Looked damned cool though. Always had a smoke stuck in the stings on the headstock too. Savage. Couldn't play worth shit, but man, the chicks ate that shit.
Ah... the glory days. Why do I feel like Al Bundy?