There are times in your life when you realize, in the moment, that this is something you will remember forever. Pieces of time that will travel with you to the end. Memories preserved in lucite and kept in a dark room away from the harmful effects of the sun. Singing Sam: The Gorilla Man of Wall Drug is one of those precious moments.
You see, families think it is a great idea to drag their kids to Wall Drug. It’s a “historical” tourist trap known for cheap coffee, ice water, old fashioned donuts, and a booming bumper sticker industry. However, the real attractions are the animatronic atrocities out back in Wall Drug’s “alley.” They eat quarters, do dances, and sing songs. And in the back alley is where I met Singing Sam.
The Gorilla Man was less a gorilla and more a shag rug wearing a cheap suit. He was a pinhead with a lower jaw made up of, what seemed to be, a paper plate covered in hair from the local barber. This monstrosity would move his broomstick arms up and down on a fake piano while a sun warped record playing “Pop Goes the Weasel” spun its nightmarish tune.
Be warned, the video embedded below may cause the wetting of your trousers.
The video provided above shows Sam at his worst and most terrifying. It appears that he may have caught on fire several times and was simply left to burn. Roadside America shows Sam in happier, yet still horrifying, times.
Unless you can go back in time, you will not get to experience Singing Sam in person. He has been replaced by a less terrifying version. I do not have the heart to link to the new Gorilla. It makes me sad when the history of America is destroyed.
But the memory of that hot summer day in the South Dakota badlands will stay with me. I may not remember names, faces, or your occupation, but I will remember the original Singing Sam: The Best Horrifying Gorilla Man of Terror.
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