Bob Wiseman

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Everyone assumed being Elon’s cousin meant she would invent rockets, batteries, or machines that frightened economists. Lulu Musk had different ambitions. She specialized in improving moments too small for civilization […]

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At first it was only one note, a familiar keythat seemed to have movedduring the night. He blamed the piano. Then the humidity. Then his glasses. Then the audience. Then, […]

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The tritone always suspected other intervals talked about him. The perfect fifth never said anything directly. It just smiled with infuriating stability. Same with the major third. “You know,” it […]

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Musicians joke about everything eventually. Missed notes. Terrible hotels. Death. For most of his life Marlon thought insomnia was just inconvenience. A bad night’s sleep before a concert. Then one […]

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I’m taking a marketing course. It was recommended by the owner of a club I’ve played twice over the past year. I like her a great deal and, more importantly, […]

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They sat in silence in the patient lounge of the same optometrist. Then over the little speakers the Steely Dan song Reelin’ in the Years played and after the famous […]

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The dentist she removed my old crown and fitted a new one. Dentistry requires a peculiar kind of faith. When the dentist tells you a tooth needs replacing or a […]

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Critics routinely described his work as “hopeful.” Arthur had never corrected them. At the ceremony, the Master of Ceremonies spoke of resilience. Another spoke of courage. A former prime minister […]

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The meeting ended when someone folded the moon. The activists stacked chairs that grew lighter each time they were lifted until the final chair floated toward the ceiling and remained […]

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I’ve tuned pianos for forty-three years. Concert grands in theatres. Baby grands in churches. Uprights that smelled faintly of mouse. I’ve learned every instrument lies. Wood swells. Steel stretches. Humidity […]