There’s something sick going on out there in the sticks. And as Montreal-based purveyors of hard-edged prog the John Hubcap Band describe it on their grinding “Grillslinger,” it’s a phenomenon that should have you looking around nervously at your next backwater barbecue.

Oh, things start out innocuously enough, all right. “Grillslinger, bring me a steak,” singer/guitarist Travis Arnold croons melodramatically, like the love child of Mike Patton and Danny Elfman. “For taste that lingers, I feel great.” But soon enough, his Coors-lubricated ruminations take a turn for the worrisome: