Bob Log III - Log Bomb

"Bob Log the third, one-man band, Tucson, Arizona. Heyeeeh! Lemme introduce the band to ya. On cymbals, left foot. Over here on the bass drum we got right foot. Shut up! This is my left hand that does all the slide work, right hand does the pickin'. My mouth hole does most o' the talkin'. And you're looking at my finger. My finger is an asshole."

Palavras do saudoso Bob Log. That's it ma friend. Mas hoje não to num dia legal pra escrever muito .. então escreve você aí Tom Waits:

"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.”
















Bob Log, consumindo seu drinque favorito, Boob Scotch


Bom, quem entendeu, massa!

Quem não entendeu, joga no tradutor do google.

E quem tá com preguiça de ler, vem comigo ouvir essa tosqueira bluesenta do Bob Log ali no balcão, porque vou pedir o meu Boob Scotch!

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