Bob Wiseman

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I never saw Death Wish starring Charles Bronson but randomly I came upon clips surfing You Tube. The young cop looks familiar. Heavens to Betsy it’s Nigel Tufnel of Spinal […]

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Nothing like embarrassment to make people change their tune, but is it not embarrassing that that is what it takes instead of critical thought? In class someone addressed British artist […]

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These are arduous weeks and months. The book has some dead ends where I could dwell in self doubt and anguish. One solution is to not stay on problems I […]

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The more I think about the harpist annoyed that the pianist uses hammers to play a harp the more I’m convinced my own orientation believing “I” is the way to […]

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In one of our last classes Jeremy thanked me for getting him to listen to Big Bill Broonzy. “It makes me feel like I’m alive a hundred years ago” he […]

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I watched a guy on Instagram play Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue by touching various triggers of the opening clarinet line. His skill touching each trigger was accurate and it correctly […]

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I played a benefit the other night at the club that was owned by that jazz singer in the junction who died much too young a year ago. At her […]

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Summer session over. Most passed some not. The fails often do so because they never came. Unattended classes beckon the question who spent the money and pourquoi? Often it is […]

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I opted for an internet telephone some years ago. What was good was all the calls came as gmail attachments and to this day I have messages in the early […]

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The nice thing about arguing with my brother Ronnie about God or no God is that we can call each other names and get blunt and mean without ending our […]