Bob Wiseman

Day two. I’m in the basement with my covid blues away from Esmé and Magali. Coughing up phlegm, always a good sign that sickness is moving forward and completes its […]

Wednesday at the Guelph open stage there were three performers and one audience member. A woman who busks playing percussion along to Youtube videos. A hippie who brought a drum […]

Day one covid. Sore throat last night and two red lines this morning. Doesn’t seem any different than any other cold or mild fever but other people already told me […]

I miss Pete Postlethwaite. Watched In The Name Of The Father. Bono’s music was annoying but not enough to stop the pleasure of Pete Postlethwaite’s acting. I was checking it […]

I started reading a bio on Hannah Arendt and how she was attacked for her views about Eichmann, her critical views. Punished because she didn’t reflect the opinions people held […]

book idea realizing it is just thought in the cerebral cortex the parasite insect thing the situation of addiction the impossibility of words altering anything other than why zen and […]

There’s a head in the song whether you play it or not but it’s there. There is a force of anxiety alive inside me, inside everyone as far as I […]

My friend the drummer says everyone talks about themselves, replaying moments of life over and over like scenes in a movie. no ending. Just emotional points where they are starring, […]

Came upon an idea in a book that even though we are one brain, consciousness is divided at least in two, hence we live with an inner dialogue of disputing […]

Dan, leader of the band and Monica, the band’s manager, became lovers. The other members Clive and Thyme questioned the future and their positions. Would Dan’s allegiance be to the […]