Bob Log III - Trike

It’s raw, it’s rude and it’s very, very raucousI would like to thank Nathan from the Nothin' Sez Somethin' blog for making this available to me. As one-half of the trash-blues duo known as Doo Rag, Bob Log III has helped demystify and deconstruct the basic tenets of electric blues. Harnessing the raw, bristling energy of the genre and amplifying only the raunchiest aspects, Doo Rag made the crash-and-burn attitude of the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion sound like ‘blues night’ at the local ‘jazz bar.’ And even though the concept of a two-man blues band is about as stripped-down as electric blues can get, Log has taken it one step lower: the one-man blues band, playing distorted steel guitar & two acoustic drums (bass, hi-hat) & basic lo/fi digital drums at the same time. On top of that he wears a space helmet and cannonball man overalls, and sings through a telephone receiver.

One night a few years back, when booked in Chicago, Doo Rag percussionist Thermos Malling got sick, leaving Log to play by himself. Making lemonade out of lemons, Log turned his guitar case into a makeshift drum kit and proceeded to eviscerate the blues with his electric guitar. The show was so successful that Log started a one-man blues band. Last year, he released “School Bus,” an LP full of loose footstomps and recklessly sloppy (and fast) guitars.

For the follow-up, Log enlisted two “professional women” to help out with the rhythm secion. Note the word choice: “professional women,” not “female studio musicians.” In other words – those of Bob Log III, actually — “Trike” is an album of “guitar and tit duets.” Both women were paid to smack their breasts to deliver percussive nuances on songs like “Clap Your Tits,” “Booby Trap” and six under-20-seconds “Claps” interludes. Thus, we find Log’s maniacally aggressive slide guitar and two-foot drumming accompanied by the fleshy (and surprisingly on-beat) collision of some undoubtedly large breasts. It’s neither funny nor disgusting. It’s simply the dumbest thing you’ve ever heard in your life. And it’s absolutely wonderful.

After all, just when you thought the Fat Possum label couldn’t get any more cracked, after releasing nasty, ass-out jams by Robert Cage and T-Model Ford, they have further removed themselves from the blues mainstream by releasing what may well be the purest, non-purist blues album in years. After all, there is nothing – nothing – here for fans of Taj Mahal or B.B. King. This is the sound of rockabilly kicked back a dozen or so notches, then mainlined with coffee and whiskey for a week. It’s raw, it’s rude and it’s very, very raucous.

Year of Release: 1999
Label: Fat Possum
Genre: Blues/Experimental
Bitrate: 192kbps

Track List:
1. Showtime
2. Clap Your Tits
3. You Wanna What
4. Six String Kicker
5. Booty Trap #2
6. Daddy Log's Drive In Candy Hoppin' Car Babes
7. Borgnignin
8. Log Dirty Down
9. Ass Computer
10. Bacon
11. Claps
12. Booby Trap #1

Download: Bob Log III - Trike
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