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 About a month ago I was shopping with one of my roommates and he picked up a bag of Miss Vickie's Sweet Southern BBQ. They looked good to me, with the lil hot pepper on the front of the bag. I tried a few chips from his bag but didn't make any notes...except for the mental note to pick up a bag so that I could write some words about them. So, about a week ago I grabbed myself a bag. Sweet and mesquite with a little bit of bite. It's not a heat that'll bring on forehead sweats, but just enough bite to add a nice heat to the flavour, gets the salivary glands going. The chips are just above mid weight kettle cooked, the odd trace of skin but in general they're primarily present to add a crunch to the seasoning. These are a nice tweak to the mesquite BBQ family. A party mix of these, Miss V's Spicy Ketchup and Miss V's Spicy Dill pickle in a bowl would be right bangin'.

I was going to try to find something southern to pair with these, but nothing really jumped to mind so it looks like I'm going to start with a visual companion tonight and see where it goes while I'm writing about the album. I've heard about The Barstool Preachers for a while, I can't remember if it was initially through Razorcake or maybe Do the Dog on Instagram?...either way, they were on my radar but not in my collection..until this past week. With my pre-order of the Slacker's new album I also grabbed a copy of BSP's 2018 Grazie Governo. On Grazie, The Barstool Preachers meander between street/oi punk and ska with a sprinkle of pop. The vocals have a slightly raspy melodic and heartfelt delivery. The lyrics are progressive and personal with a drink here and there.There's a sweet bounce to the music that pairs so well with the bite the lyrics provide. It's a Pirates Press release so the packaging is great, square edged jacket, lyric sheet with the inner sleeve being a folded 11x11 stencil that has the BSP Logo on one side and Grazie Governo on the other. The album is a lava red with some orange around the edge and black streaks from the inside out.

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