Ephman got this message from Bob Wiseman himself (totally crazy right?) that he was coming to NYC.  OMG was that just the coolest thing of the new year so far.

See Ephman's been a fan of his since his home address was Sam the Record Man on Yonge Street.  This cassette tape with a whaked out cover yelled at him "Presented By Lake Michigan Soda".  He ripped off the celphane wrapper even before he payed for the thing and threw it in his walkman.  Don't worry Ephman did eventually pay for it. 

The songs were so weird, and made him feel so uncomfortable.  Kind of like this blog...  So bang, this tape was in his walkman for the next month.  Non-stop Bob Wiseman all day long all night long.

This guy can't really be defined well.  And that's a good thing.  Because so much music that comes out these days is made straight for iTunes (and they said video killed the radio star ha!).  But something that seems to stay true to all his music that Ephman's been exposed to is the hauntingly beautful, and emotionally complex melodies.  And that's hard these days.  But Bob Wiseman has been doing it for years. 

And so he's playing here in NYC at Under St. Mark's from January 31^th to February 2^nd.

BTW Joe Fuda took that pic :)