Bob Wiseman

Carolyn McInroy died last week. She was part of the Fat Albert’s open stage community. She played Ukulele and when she performed referred to herself as Madame X. She sung […]

There is an interview online with Keith Jarrett where he tells a story about playing as a youth and complaining he wasn’t good enough to finish the piece and he […]

I saw some crazy desert freezing cut up strawberries with yogurt and peanut butter and melted chocolate. I could do that very easily I thought but the proof turns out […]

After the very long interview about being on stages in the 80s I found myself writing a new song about talking with a journalist. A girl at the back of […]

Consider how much time existed prior to your birth and how much time will follow your death. Answers that are unknown and immeasurable. The line of time, before and after […]

Finishing the Thomas Sowell biography by Jason L. Riley. A little addlepated by chapters on journalists or politicians portraying him as masquerader. Hard to believe I was just as stupid. […]

Coup de Chance intrigues me. Done in French and the score as far as I can tell is like Mission Impossible. Not Woody Allen’s usual traits, no Dixieland, no English […]

After driving the piano tuner home and during the long rush hour drive sharing a listening session of the Köln concerts, the after effects were trying to write with similar […]

Started working on scale patterns which, according to somebody on YouTube, turns slobs like me into Bill Evans. I have a long way to go but the patterns are instantly […]

After telling Julie Bindel I would use her piece about her love of some Snoop Dog music, for my class assignment I asked if she would also like a theme […]