Fiasco (Book Two)

by Wishnefsky

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Fiasco is a double album and being released by Lost Dog Records in two “books.” This is Book Two.

Fiasco is an intensely personal and philosophical album. It explores the chasm between perception and reality and how that irresolvable gap parallels the gulf between life and death. Notwithstanding the heavy-duty nature of the subject matter, it has a sense of passion and majesty. Just when things appear to be spiraling into misty-eyed gloom and permanent residency in a padded cell, Wishnefsky injects a sense of humor and playfulness. “We’re all going to die,” he said, with a wink. “Might as well live a little before we do.”

Musically, Fiasco honors the theme of gap-bridging by combining electronica and alternative rock. Consistent with Wishnefsky’s past work, it managed to be synthetic in an organic and human way. Synths co-mingle with acoustic guitars and pianos; electronic percussion dances with acoustic drums and percussion. At times, Wishnefsky’s voice is processed and distorted; at other times, clear and intimate.

Wishnefsky wrote all the songs and played all the instruments.

Sophie Wellen sang the lead vocal on the chorus of Rabbit Hole from Book Two.

Producer/mixer Michael James helped mix and master the songs. Michael also contributed the lead synth melody for Guard Rail in Book Two.

Award winning photographer Ed Nahin took the cover photographs for Book One in the Antarctic Circle and Book Two in the Arctic Circle.

Yes, Fiasco does span the globe.

This may be my last Wishnefsky record for a while. I give you a galaxy of thanks and a universe of love for your support of my music.

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released 14 July 2011

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Wishnefsky Los Angeles

Wishnefsky led the 90s alternative band Jabberwock. His solo work heads in a more electronic based direction - still with thought provoking lyrics, inventive arrangements, and passionate performances. Check out Wishnefsky's other projects: Brahms' Third Racket and Veneer. ... more

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Track Name: Sheer Dumb Luck
Looking back on a lifetime of sadness and remorse
I postulate what put me down this deviant course

Sheer dumb luck
You got me, you got me
Sheer dumb luck
You got me, you got me

I can't control my emotions no matter what I do
The sweeping hand of chance will tip the scales until I'm through

Sheer dumb luck
You got me, you got me
Sheer dumb luck
You got me, you got me

If anything good will come
We all know where that came from

Sheer dumb luck
You got me, you got me
Sheer dumb luck
You got me, you got me

Sheer dumb luck
Track Name: Fiasco Maximus
Clouds are forming in the sky
The best laid plans gone awry

Fiasco

You got back to your little home
Where the mighty buffalo roam
In the end you end up all alone
Nothing left except your flesh and bone

Fiasco

Clouds are forming in my mind
Feels like it’s raining all the time

Fiasco maximus

Fiasco
Track Name: Rabbit Hole
I’m sick of all the conversation
It’s an overload of information
Anxiety across the nation
It’s harder to resist temptation

The panic state is getting stronger
Encouraged by the filthy fear-mongers
Who stick their paws inside your trousers
To fund a pack of rabble-rousers

Strap it on tonight
Rabbit hole in sight
Can’t tell left from right
Going down tonight

I know you want me to change my thinking
Reassure me that the ship’s not sinking
A game of chicken and you’re not blinking
The glass of kool-aid that you’re always drinking

You’ve been sleeping with a girl named Alice
Who’s well acquainted with your chalice
But there’s a better chance of snow in Hades
Then getting me to party with that lady

Strap it on tonight
Rabbit hole in sight
Can’t tell left from right
Going down tonight
Track Name: Isn't It Time?
No way to satisfy
I feel my fingers twitch
It starts to multiply
Can't seem to kill the itch

You know it's not the only road
Get it off
Get it out of my code

You take the sun
I take the night
You take the peace
I take the fight
You take the dark
I take the light
Isn't it time we got this right?

No way to analyze
What makes the feelings grow
It starts to demonize
Drowning in the undertow

You know it's not the only way
Get it off
Get it off of my tray

You take the sun
I take the night
You take the peace
I take the fight
You take the dark
I take the light
Isn't it time we got this right?

Isn't it time we got this right?
Isn't it time?
Isn't it time we got this right?
Isn't it time?
Track Name: Guard Rail
Snowflakes are falling on Alistair
Cover his body like dreams
Icicle halo upon his head
Death isn't quite what it seems

He left the Sebastians at three o'clock
Refused invitations to stay
The wine in his bloodstream, the wine in his head
The steering wheel started to sway

He broke through the guard rail at four o'clock
Abigail waited at home
He rolled seven times and came to a rest
She parted her hair with a comb

Snowflakes are falling like parachutes
Landing on Alistair's grave
Abigail looks at her wrist-watch and sighs
Her husband is seldom so late

Snowflakes are falling in somersaults
Alistair dreams of his bed
Abigail sits at a table for two
The wine in his bloodstream, the wine in his head

Snowflakes are falling . . .
Track Name: My Self-Made Burial Mound
It takes a lot to believe in something bigger than you
All the time you deceive yourself when nothing else holds true

Don’t give it away
Give it away now
I know you want me to say
What does it mean now

Somewhere high up above
All the labor to love
The broken wings of a dove
You see: I can’t escape from me

It takes some skill to conceive the wickedness I have done
A life of moral turpitude is no way to have fun

Don’t throw it away
Throw it away now
I know you want me to play
A sorrowful song now

Somewhere deep underground
There’s no turning around
My self-made burial mound
You see: I can’t escape from me

Don’t give it away
Give it away now
I know you want me to say
What does it mean now

Somewhere high up above
All the labor to love
The broken wings of a dove
You see: I can’t escape from me
Track Name: The King of Unkept Promises
The King of Unkept Promises
Perched upon his throne
Making little children sad
They run back to their homes

He promised me some star dust
And a pillow made of gold
But all I got was dirt clods
And a pocket full of coal

Father, oh father
Wherefore do you speak?
Father, oh father
No promises you keep

The King of Unkept Promises
Hid beneath his throne
He lets it go to voice mail
When i call him on the phone
He promised me some bullion
From a stolen treasure chest
But all I got was tangled thread
He pulled out of his vest

Father, oh father
Wherefore do you speak?
Father, oh father
No promises you keep

Father, oh father
Wherefore do you take?
Father, oh father
Promises to break

Oh no
Track Name: La Langue Maternelle
Nous arrivons au fin
Les morts sont venus ici
Ils vonts nous enseigner
Oublier nos vies
Track Name: A Happy Funeral
I want to dance on the graves of the rich
I want to scratch the impossible itch
I want to walk on the face of the moon
I want to dive in a crystal lagoon

I want to live like a thief on the run
I want to hide from the face of the sun
I want to take every bill in the bank
I want to ski down a hill in a tank

I know what you're thinking
So promise me one thing
That when I go missing
You'll never miss me

I want to sleep with the bugs on the lawn
I want to strike by the light of the dawn
I want to see what you put in the box
I want the keys to the capital locks

I know what you're thinking
The damn ship is sinking
You'd rather be drinking
So you'll never miss me

You'll never miss me

You'll never miss me