Wishnefsky

Wishnefsky

 South Pasadena, California, USA
BandAlternativeRock

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.

Biography

Wishnefsky is a composer/musician/singer who founded the alternative band Jabberwock in the 90s. Since the demise of Jabberwock, Wishnefsky has released six solo albums (Use Your Words, SinTax, Idiot Proof, Nightwalker, Fiasco - Book One, and Fiasco - Book Two) and a compilation album (Padded Sell Collection).

In a live setting, Wishnefsky is joined by Dave Rodgers (drums) and R. Matthew Carroll (bass, guitar, keyboards).

Wishnefsky also plays in the band Veneer, which serves as a vehicle for his piano based music. Veneer released an album in 2008 entitled On That Note.

Wishnefsky lives in South Pasadena, California, with his lovely wife Tina and their two lovely (and musical) daughters Sophie and Ruby. He has green eyes and black hair (which is gradually committing suicide by way of jumping out of his skull a strand at a time). He stands erect on two limbs and makes ample use of two opposable thumbs. When he grows up, Wishnefsky would like to act childish.

Lyrics

Ghost of Brookside Drive

Written By: Wishnefsky

I used to be part of this
I used to live within these walls
Now I flicker in the candle-light
The living souls couldn't heed my calls

Love –
Is the only thing that’s left of me
Love –
Is the only light that shines on me

I vanish in the sunlight
I vanish like a puff of smoke
I chose to remain here
Fell asleep and never woke

Love –
Is the only thing that’s left of me
Love –
Is the only light that shines on me
Love –
Is the only thing that’s in your eyes
Love –
Is the only light that ever shines

Setting Sun

Written By: Wishnefsky

Gold as the dust that settles on your brow
Cold as the wind that rustles through the bough
Gold in your eyes and the fever starts to fail
Cold in your hands as they fumble for the grail

Here it comes
Setting sun
In the barrel of a gun
It starts to show
Starts to grow
In the feathers of the crow

It's never done
Setting sun
End of days has just begun
Make it so
Make it go
Setting sun will always glow

Old as the bones that rattle in your tomb
Young as the night and the darkness starts to bloom
Old as the day in the comfort of the womb
Young as a rose with its poisonous perfume

Here it comes
Setting sun
In the barrel of a gun
It starts to show
Starts to grow
In the feathers of the crow

It's never done
Setting sun
End of days has just begun
Make it so
Make it go
Setting sun will always glow

Always glow

In Your Head

Written By: Wishnefsky

The words are finally aligned
The feeling that was left unkind
The rumors that were never said
Were only stuck inside your head

In your head -- no one can save you
In your head – no one can save you now
In your bed – no one can touch you
In your head – no one can touch you now

The hour glass is floating down
The best is sleeping underground
The rain is turning into rust
The mountains crumble into dust

In your head -- no one can free you
In your head – no one can keep you down
In your bed – no one can hold you
In your head – no one can hold you down

No one loves you
No one knows you
No one loves you more than me

No one sees you
No one feeds you
No one needs you more than me

In your head
In your head
In your head – no one can touch you
In your head

You'll Never Work In This Town Again

Written By: Wishnefsky

Cheeks are puffy
Eyes swollen
Socket black and blue
In his office
After hours
He met with you

You’ll never work in this town again
You’ll never work in this town
You’ll never want to be seen again
Until you bow your head down

North Dakota
In the winter
Fields turn to ice
Snow is falling
He is calling
Just close your eyes

If you don’t get with the program now
You’ll never work in this town
You’ll never walk in the sun again
Until you bow your head down

You’ll never work in this town again
You’ll never work in this town
Nice to know you
Don’t bother coming back
Until you bow your head down

Rabbit Hole

Written By: Wishnefsky

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

Nervous Time

Written By: Wishnefsky

Hidden in the floorboard
Underneath the bed
Blood still running
Pounding in my head
Heart still pumping
I’m trying to ignore
Now the heat is coming
Rapping at my door

Can’t you see?
Yes, I’m quite all right
Can’t you tell?
Would you like a light?
Nervous time
I could make some tea
Nervous time
There’s nothing wrong with me

Say what you will
Any man could learn to kill
Say what you like
Any man could learn to strike

Wicked eye staring
Deep into my soul
Wait until he’s sleeping
Before I take control
Heart still pumping
Ticking in my head
Burning in my ears
The shouting of the dead

Can’t you tell?
I like to stay up late
Can’t you see?
I don’t believe in fate
Nervous time
Won’t you take a seat?
Nervous time
There’s nothing wrong with me

Say what you will
Any man could learn to kill
Say what you like
Any man could learn to strike

Deep in the night
Like a moth is drawn to light
His evil eye
Had to shut, it had to die

Night Will Fall

Written By: Wishnefsky

The people of this town disappear at night
Scramble like bugs in the kitchen light
I don't want to know what they fear
Hiding in the shadows . . . the shadows coming near

Night will fall
And cover you with rust
Night will call
In the darkness we will trust

Something wicked stirring in the trees
Satan's little hookers on their knees
Insanity billows in the breeze
Lethal spores in the air . . . in the air we breathe

Night will fall
And polish you with dust
Night will call
In the darkness we will trust

I can hear scratching in the wall
Waiting for the somber dark to fall
Waiting for the solemn lullabies
Waiting for the darkness . . . the darkness always lies

Night will fall
And cover you with rust
Night will call
In the darkness we will trust

Night will fall
Darkness we will trust
Night will call
In the darkness we will touch

Total Isolation

Written By: Wishnefsky

Clouds are forming in my mind
I'm nowhere near the great divine
Raining thoughts of lemon drops
Once it starts it never stops

Total Isolation
Total Isolation
Total Isolation
Total Isolation

Can you find me in my shell?
Floating down like a diving bell
Disappearing far below
You won’t miss me when I go

Total Isolation
Total Isolation
Total Isolation
Total Isolation

Total Isolation
Total Isolation
Total Isolation
Total Isolation

Fiasco Maximus

Written By: Wishnefsky

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

Discography

WISHNEFSKY - SOLO
Padded Sell Collection (2011 - compilation)
Fiasco - Book Two (2011)
Fiasco - Book One (2010)
Nightwalker (2010)
Idiot Proof (2009)
SinTax (2008)
Use Your Words (2007)

VENEER
On That Note (2008)
Sandbag (1999)

JABBERWOCK
Her Faithful Battalions (2007 - compilation of unreleased songs)
Letterbomb (1997)
Wishful Sinking (1996 - EP)
Southland (1994)