Trike is even more primitive than Bob Log III's debut album, School Bus; when the drum beats are there, they're as basic as possible, but the emphasis is mostly on Log's rubbery rhythm and slide guitar playing, which is sort of a cross between the goofball rhythmic sensibility of Primus and the scuzzy rockabilly abandon of Reverend Horton Heat. Of course, Log's primitivism still extends to his lyrics (when you can understand them, as they're processed nearly beyond recognition), but on a purely sonic level, his musical style really does fit well with the worldview of song titles like "Clap Your Tits," "Booby Trap" (of which there are two versions), "Ass Computer," and "Log Dirty Down," to name a few. Toward the end of the record, it starts to feel like Log has exhausted his bag of tricks, but it's a wild ride getting there.
Share this page
AllMusic Review by Steve Huey