Sleestak Lightning ...and BBQ

Today's "Sleestak Sundays" entry might be mouthwatering to you. Yes. mouthwatering.

Sleestak Lightning

I last blogged about Northwestern Michigan's legendary Dogman, who is sort of a like a werewolfy aggressive version of Bigfoot. Of course, Oregon has the actual Bigfoot. Lake Pepin has Peppy. Lake Champlain has its own monster. The song lyrics further down in this post mention others.

And it looks like the American South has Sleestak running in the back woods. This song "Sleestak Lightning"  by the band Clutch documents someone who is being menaced by it: It's one of two actual pop/rock songs about Sleestak. Well, two that I know of.

 I send pictures through the mail
Well documented and very detailed
To politicians and big celebrities,
But none of them are believing in me
And I await their response
Some send none, most send cops
But man it’s a dire situation
And I will risk the public humiliation

Sleestak lightning on my trail
It’s a dire situation, they are on my trail

West Virginia has its Moth Man,
Pan handlers’ got their Skunk Ape.
But I have a tazer and night vision goggles,
Costco rolls of black duct tape.
It’s got red eyes, it’s got razor claws,
It’s got green skin, no it ain’t a meth-head.
And after studying its behavior, objectively and critically,
I believe I have a reliable method.

Clutch is from Germantown, Maryland.

"Sleestak Lightning" reminds me of "Smokestack Lightning', which is a fine book on barbecue which I have in my library. Click here for a link to a review at the "Full Custom Gospel BBQ" Blogspot blog.

From the review: of "Smokestack Lightning".

"This may be the single finest book written about barbeque. By combining the essence of the great American road trip with the medium of smoked meat, it makes for great, mouthwatering prose"

I don't recall ever having any authentic Southern BBQ other than at a place in downtown, Henderson, Texas, in the very western edge of a large area of the country I've never been to. An area of the country filled with BBQ stands. The Henderson BBQ joint is not showing up in Google, but you can check out Bob's Barbecue in the same town, which looks to be similar. I've had lots of BBQ, but not really authentic Southern, in the deep south. Maybe a barbecue roadtrip might be a good idea someday.

The phrase "Smokestack Lightning" goes back to a blues song by Howlin' Wolf from 1956. 

Sleestak might like barbecue. While they eat moths, they do also like pork.As for the moths. if the Sleestak in the back woods meet the Mothman, there might be trouble.

Does anyone want to chime in on their favorite barbecue place? Or if you hate BBQ you can mention that too.

Below is a music video for "Sleestak Lightning"