Clad in a motorcycle helmet with a chunky black telephone receiver attached to it wired up to a mic, one man band Bob Log looks like the creation of a seventies sitcom (think Morph with Robin Williams). Or perhaps a gross misuse of everyday objects.
He breaks into some slide guitar, lifting his hand off the string to kiss his palm through the visor. "Every time I kiss my hand it tastes like a dead turtle. I think to myself 'oh, no, it's coming up to that dead turtle time," he says.

Suddenly, Bob leaps up and rips off his clothes to reveal a spandex suit dotted with a sequinned B LOG on the back.

"This is a song called God Damn That Sounds Good," he shouts, in an exaggerated Deep South accent.

The number's a slide-guitar stomper. Its principal lyric, repeated several times, is "Turn up that fucking guitar." But comedy aside, the music is catchy and raucous – though albeit a bit samey.

"This song's about controlling your brain with my guitar," he shouts as he opens his next number, working the foot-pedalled drum (right foot) and tambourine (left foot). It's a fast number, laden with sampled beats.

But it's the microphone telephone helmet that's key to tonight's entertainment. The mask allows Bob Log to create a surreal, fantastical character, which jumps up after every song, punching his fist into the air yelling.

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