The "III" following Bob Log's name is perfunctory — one look at his singular one-man-band shtick and it's plain there's never been another like him. Pounding drums with his feet, Log performs on a stool, clawing at an acoustic guitar and clad toe-to-head in a black Evel Knievel bodysuit. At least you assume that's his head; it's hard to tell behind the motorcycle helmet's mirrored tint, to which an amplified, upside-down telephone has been affixed. Bathed in red and blue light, the effect is something like a drug-addled dream sequence from a low-budget 1980s film. But with three simple instruments — drums, guitar, phone — Log summons a stuttering, farting, blues-on-trucker-speed sound, strangely hypnotic in its funky, twangy repetitiveness. March's My Shit is Perfect (Birdman) is his fourth album. Opening are the gruff-voiced, garage-born blues of Alabama's Willem Maker and two of New Orleans' leading envelope-shoving experimentalists, guitarist Rob Cambre and psych-rockers One Man Machine & the Powers That Be. Tickets $10.
Bob Log III
10 p.m. Tue., May 26
Dragon's Den, 435 Esplanade Ave., 945-7744