Bob Log III with Bug Swallow and Bog Bodies

Bob Log III with Bug Swallow, Bog Bodies and guest selector Alley-oop Where: Palomino Smokehouse and Social Club109 7 Avenue S.W Calgaryhttp://thepalomino.ca/18+ with government issued identificationWhen: Wednesday June 10, 2026Doors: 7:00pm / Action 8:00pmAdmission: $20.00 advance at www.showpass.comNO JERK POLICY ALWAYS IN EFFECT!! Bob Log IIISo when you see a man in a jumpsuit and full-face helmet rigged up with a telephone receiver come barreling down the honky-tonk stairs in a lifeboat while beating away on a hollow-body guitar, don’t get out of the way. Jump right in there with him. And as long as you live, you’ll never forget what he taught you. - Taipei TimesA man in a human cannonball suit soon appeared from a side door, his head completely obscured by a tinted black helmet, its front welded into a telephone which seemed to wirelessly amplify his voice to the audience. Bob Log III launched into a mind-blowing set, finger-picking his beaten-up black guitar for a sound of steel string blues and heavy rock n’ roll. The sound was reminiscent of Jon Spencer Blues Explosion if it had to be categorised, but his music would be better described as Jerry Lee Lewis crossed with a little of Tom Waits’ heavy industrial sounds. - yorkpress.co.uk His guitar growls like a rabies-infested mutt, straight from the backyard of an Alabama whorehouse. The expletives he squawks are absolutely unintelligible, at least while the groan of his six stringed demon viciously dominates the aural realm. When the blanket of perfectly distorted guitar ends, which always coincides with a great victory stance, Mr. Log displays his propensity for what is only describable as ‘not giving a fuck’, which in his case takes the form of the perfect stage presence. - beatsperminute.com Should you never have had the joy of seeing Bob Log III play, let me attempt to describe it for you: picture a man in a shiny blue jumpsuit and a pilot's helmet wired to a telephone receiver, playing slide guitar with all the dirty, scuzzy joy in his heart. Add to that a kick drum and foot cymbal, the myth of a monkey paw in place of a right hand, and a setlist that includes songs named Boob Scotch, Bubble Strut and My Shit Is Perfect, and you'll begin to get the gist. It is loud and strange and electrifying, and how ecstatic it all sounds, that guitar glazed with a kind of sublime and honey-dipped happiness. - theguardian.com https://www.boblog111.comhttps://boblogiii.bandcamp.comhttps://www.instagram.com/boblog111 Bug SwallowBanjo Egg Punkhttps://bugswallow.bandcamp.comhttps://www.instagram.com/bugswallow Bog Bodiestwitchy scuzz-punkhttps://bogofbodies.bandcamp.com In the spirit of reconciliation, we acknowledge that we live, work and play on the traditional territories of the Blackfoot Confederacy (Siksika, Kainai, Piikani), the Tsuut’ina First Nation, the Iyarhe Nakoda (including Chiniki, Bearspaw, and Goodstoney First Nations), the Battle River Territory of the Métis Nation of Alberta Districts 5 & 6, and all people who make their homes in the Treaty 7 region of Southern Alberta. NO JERK POLICY ALWAYS IN EFFECT!!