Bob Wiseman

This PhD business is supposedly four years. I’m not too far from finishing the first quarter. Time goes faster as you get closer to the cliff. Bet death is just […]

I sat at the Juno awards ceremonies sometimes when Blue Rodeo had taken off, feeling amused that someone let me in, even gave me a good seat. Sometimes people made […]

At the pedagogy workshop the guest speaker changed the spelling of her name so we could view it phonetically. Soo-Zan-Uh. She encouraged everyone else to rewrite their name. The teacher […]

In Winnipeg I once crossed the Donald street bridge from underneath. Late one night walked across the frozen Red River, all by myself. Nobody knew I would do this, including […]

I impress the tattoo’d barista every time I enter Hula Girl and talk about the music playing overhead. It is just coincidence that she often plays songs that I know […]

I had to look up indefatigable while reading a scholarly article for school. I look up many words all the time just to be absolutely certain I’m getting it right. […]

Many young musicians I’ve worked with in these song writing class, are trying to solve the problem of making a hit. They believe a hit means you are super rich […]

In December, I applied for a position teaching music at Ryerson University. I wish they would hurry up already and send the rejection letter.

A few years ago I got the idea to work with Canadians who needed help with English. I assumed since I’m a fluent speaker and since earlier in life I […]

I started listening to The Spaniels and instantly understood Frank Zappa’s teenage life. I liked the Del Vikings and I liked Frankie Lymon. The Ink Spots too but they’re much […]