Bob Wiseman

Once in awhile Frank wondered if he himself might be an illusion but when he looked in the mirror – there he was. He played the harmonica, played it backwards, […]

In the last class a student suggested we write a song together as a group. I sort of rolled my eyes on the inside but said ok let’s try. Then […]

There was an idea in the Gurdjieff books that everything turns into the opposite direction of how it originally faced. Over time I notice resonant examples. Comes to mind today […]

Went to see Ain’t Too Proud To Beg. I was disappointed. I love Paul Williams, Eddie Kendricks and David Ruffin. The play was a cartoon. I would have been impressed […]

One time I was playing in Winnipeg and Neil Young was there too. I figured he was staying at the Fairmont and dropped a package off to him. It came […]

How ordinary is it to lie to oneself? The morals and corruption struggles play out between one’s ears as often as on the streets. It might not be so easy […]

I am going to Ireland in June with a group of students from Seneca. I bet I see Eileen O’Toole. Maybe we do a show together?

Just before he took the stage Sammy told me he was doing Wuthering Heights. I gave him a puzzled look. He said you know by Kate Bush. Oh, I thought […]

I joined Paramount Plus so I could watch South Park’s Enter the Panderverse. Totally amazing. Read Robert Zubrin’s piece about space exploration, makes me think twice, maybe inevitable. It does […]

This string quartet which was a sketch I did on my computer a few years ago, now might get recorded by some real amazing musicians. This is a blessing and […]