Bob Log III, Iternational Man of Mystery

There are some things man is just not meant to know. There are enigmas wrapped inside riddles, and then is Bob Log III. And the one-man band from Tucson, for the most part, has done a great job keeping audiences guessing.

For instance there was his official bio sheet which indicated his left hand was surgically removed and replaced with a monkey paw. There is also the fact that he never appears in public without a helmet of some sort that has been rigged to have a crude mic inside. Or the fact that people like Tom Waits have said things like the following about the man.

“And then there’s this guy named Bob Log, you ever heard of him? He’s this little kid — nobody even knows how old he is — wears a motorcycle helmet and he has a microphone inside of it and he puts the glass over the front so you can’t see his face, and plays slide guitar. It’s just the loudest strangest stuff you’ve ever heard. You don’t understand one word he’s saying. I like people who glue macaroni on to a piece of cardboard and paint it gold. That’s what I aspire to basically.”

He's got better foot-drumming skills and a loads more slide guitar finesse, but his coolness level is still somewhere near Al Howard, the mysterious old guy in Grand Prairie who does nearly the same thing while sitting in a homemade trailer contraption in front of local business like the Don Juan's.

All joking aside, I will give BL3 credit for having the longest song title I've ever come across, the aptly titled "Bump Pow! Bump Bump Bump Pow! Bump Pow! Bump Bump Bump Baby! Bump Pow! Bump Bump Bump Pow! Bump Pow! Bump Bump Bump".

Can't wait until he rolls through town in July.

MP3: Bob Log III - Bump Pow! Bump Bump Bump Pow! Bump Pow! Bump Bump Bump Baby! Bump Pow! Bump Bump Bump Pow! Bump Pow! Bump Bump Bump

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