When looking for bigfoot, try shaking yer booty..

..or try switching on the TV and tuning in some Motown, according to an article in the Idyllwild Town Crier Online, anyway.

Tribal lore recounts the creature kept to himself and seldom entered the settlement except when ceremonial drums and chanting started. Then the beast came running, or more precisely, loping, in a characteristic gait shared with cousins Bigfoot (native in more northerly U.S. latitudes) and Yeti (found usually in the Himalayas). The beast reportedly never spoke or chanted, but native tradition recounts he was an enthusiastic dancer and was always welcomed by his hosts.

When whites started settling the mountain, the beast retreated. Whites reported being frightened by the beast and tried to drive him away when sighted. That is not to say the beast was not curious about these new folk. Once TV become ubiquitous, Hill residents started reporting hairy faces at their windows, transfixed by the TV. Curiously, sightings were more frequent when certain types of music were being televised — Motown, and especially anything by the Queen of Soul, Aretha Franklin.

Now this article is certainly a joke. If the above quote doesn't convince you, the article goes on and descends deeper into absurdity, so don't start writing the author about it telling him what a dumb (or brilliant) idea it is. But I wouldn't throw away the idea of using music in the field. Maybe not Motown, especially, but something rhythmic and pleasing might bring results.