A one-man band of drums, shit-hot slide guitar and vocals, Bog Log III makes the same kind of minimalist blues racket as Jack and Meg or Jon Spencer. The difference, though, is that most of Log’s material is a redneck celebration of tits and whisky (combining the two on the perverse “Boob Scotch”?oh, use your imagination!). Sounds smutty? It is, but don’t let that deter you from what remains an exhilarating showcase for a wildly gifted blues-guitar maverick.