Bob Wiseman

there was a dump of snow two weeks ago. meaning, i went tobogganing. lithuania park with zillions of kids squealing down slopes trying to avoid crashing into the many no […]

I met Nick Lowe by chance in an arena at a concert. He was leaving but I couldn’t help telling him he was who he was and he agreed. I […]

We used to count steamboats when playing football, like the duration for you to speak the word “steamboat” was the way to measure how long the person with the football […]

on roncesvalles there’s a cafe that also bakes bread and I get sourdough there sometimes and there’s a tall guy with a red beard often playing music that I recognize […]

First job post paper routes, was sandwich making at the small lunch counter inside the Osbourne street waterbed store, Floating Ecstasy. Dino’s Deli was named after the owner of these […]

I stood in line a long time, the show meant a lot. There were two girls before me who had waited longer and one of them, the one with the […]

Sometimes people say they are stuck, they have no ideas for a melody or they simply say how do you make up a melody? I wanted to start our conversation […]

While walking today listening to a random playlist, Day of The Locust came on from New Morning and I looked forward to hearing the verse where Bob Dylan sings “the […]

I scored a film many years ago that was disappointing because even though the director said she admired the music I make, once we started she was very micro-managing. Not […]

The other night walking late through High Park I was very impressed with my vision that at a fair distance away I saw something black and small cross the unlit […]