Bob Wiseman

Working away at my French. I still am horrible but at least can say I am horrible in more ways than ever. There is this thing about French that is […]

The album presentation last week was She’s So Unusual by Cyndi Lauper. I found myself drifting off into memories of Mimi and her restaurant on Bathurst. Cyndi Lauper’s energy reminded […]

Teaching a new course in the fall about censorship. These are some of the first thoughts about films and books I am thinking about using: Lenny, Mocking Socrates, Planet of […]

Taking care of my mother-in-law’s cat for the month while she is in France. She erratically howls in the night, wanting something but I don’t know what it is. She […]

Alone in a room, the target is entered differently than when there is an audience present even just one person and the experience changes. Something about the energy of others, […]

The greatest gift an artist could give another artist, taking them on the road and sharing their audience. Natalie Merchant did that for Tracy Chapman.  Fast Car would not have […]

Sure are a lot of stand-offs since returning to academia, especially the PhD which commenced in 2020. After two weeks into the first mandatory research course, everyone in my class […]

Losing close friends is always hard but at the same time death is the great reminder to enjoy one’s impermanence. I have a friend who is about 80ish and at […]

The new song is about the space where you know something but to say it out loud will have ramifications one does not necessarily want to be responsible for. The […]

Some colleagues often go on about the threat of Chat GPT. I do not feel the end is nigh. Maybe because we musicians adjusted to sampled instruments twenty-five years ago? […]