Primordial, wild, and unadulterated, there’s no shortage of words to describe the b*lls-to-the-wall brand of rock and roll wielded by Bob Log III of Tucson, Arizona.
"And then there’s this guy named Bob Log, you ever heard of him? He’s this little kid — nobody ever 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” - Tom Waits.
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