Bob Wiseman

Just finished Miriam Toews’ book Women Talking. It was recommended to me partly because the story I’m working on has to do with revenge. It’s a good book, an important […]

Can you braid my hair she says in the morning sometimes while we’re waiting for the bus. I wish I knew how to do the herringbone thing but she doesn’t […]

Went down a Victor Borge wormhole. He disguised himself as a sailor and returned to Nazi occupied Denmark during the war to visit his dying mother. Hard to believe a […]

There was a woman who used to play the open stage I liked attending and when people were talking loudly she would start playing more quietly and insert pauses which […]

Returned to working on Eugene Chadbourne’s lost record today, focussing on his song Cocaine For Children which is about sugar. His songs are very well written and I worked a […]

Still can’t figure out how to make the thing in G that goes to Bb and the D, sound more surprising. It’s a very familiar experience and awful because one […]

The Zoom meeting was between five students who wanted to discuss a recording project, and my advice about whether to trust the manager who approached them and offered to fund […]

While listening to things on random, the song George Harrison wrote came on called This Song, about being sued for copyright infringement over My Sweet Lord. I was surprised half […]

Opened for Ronnie Hawkins with Blue Rodeo in the 80s at City Hall on New Year’s Eve. Heard him eulogized on CBC the other day after he died. I remember […]

I played autumn leaves at the tranzac open the other night, not very well but that’s what you do. You play it in front of people and maybe you stink […]