My Shit Is Perfect

Bob Log III | Format: Audio CD

Product Details

• Audio CD (March 31, 2009)
• Original Release Date: 2009
• Number of Discs: 2
• Label: Birdman
• ASIN: B001RTCOXE
• Also Available in: Audio CD  |  Vinyl  |  MP3 Download
• Average Customer Review: 5.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (1 customer review)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #259,762 in Music (See Top 100 in Music)

Editorial Reviews

2009 release, the fourth solo album by the one-man-alien-band Bob Log III. My Shit Is Perfect smells of past Doo Rag brilliance, finding Log showcasing his slide guitar virtuosity, unusual but buttshaking polyrhythmic beatitude, and, as loved and expected, his demented take on humanity. How does he do all of the amazing things he does? It is truly mystifying, even to him. 13 tracks.

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6 of 9 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars fried green chicken, September 24, 2009

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Automated Message "estrus jones" (SF) - See all my reviews

This review is from: My Shit Is Perfect (Audio CD)

Ahh, you can always tell it's a Bob Log III album, even if you're wearing your Confederate bandana as a blindfold, because, well, Mista Log only know a couple chords, son. And there's that sweet bottleneck-slide fuzz-filter over the whole mix like Aunt Jemima on your crepe, but really more like Kid Rock with only the prospect of fat chicks for inspiration.

But it is sometimes only through repetition that we are able, while window shopping at the spiritual grocery store, to see what's contained on the higher consciousness shelf. Think Philip Glass, Alan Parsons Project, Cocteau Twins ... Foreigner. All prime examples of transcendental rock, but none has the lyrical chops of Helmethead Footenstein. For instance, this morsel: "We've all got boobs people, look between your, your, non-boobs ..."

Props to BL3 for the addition of dancehall beats and extra cowbell.

P.S.: Dear Amazon flack, It's not the 1950s anymore. Why can't I even list the title of this album without getting put in a censored no-zone, when the offending word is in huge letters at the top of the product page and right there on the cover image you accepted as well? Your pal, Automated Message.