Bob Wiseman

The 6th diminished scale continues to baffle me. I keep trying but I’m yet to walk away feeling like I got close. Barry Harris and all his fans, who are […]

There is a book I keep coming across during my Xmas shopping often front racked, very beautiful black and white cover of Bruce Springsteen and Barak Obama. It’s titled Renegades. […]

There were two brothers I knew when they were little kids. They looked up to me. I was a counsellor at a summer camp and they were among my campers. […]

In the 70s, a teenager named Al, who had had enjoyable acid experiences with blotter and microdot, obtained window pane for the first time and took it while attending a […]

There is no more enjoyable a moment, from a film trailer on music, than when Iggy Pop shares a two second explanation after first hearing the famous song by Link […]

There is something other worldly about both Bud Powell and Errol Garner and the fact that they never look at their fucking fingers while playing virtuosically. It’s proof there is […]

Recently a songwriter in class introduced something as being about a book, they explained the story of the book and then they played the song but as far as I […]

I saw the Nutcracker. Turned to my daughter half way through and asked if she understood what was going on. She said yes, which was great since I didn’t. Tchaikovsky’s […]

During a class discussion she was facilitating, one of my classmates asked, when do you improvise Bob? I didn’t know how to answer, because when aren’t you improvising? You don’t […]

Baked acorn squash 90 minutes at 350. I like it charred and carmelized. One old sansevieria from a few years ago is now twenty tiny clones, the haworthia too and […]