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Wendigo Fever

by Chris Pluska

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1.
I’m restless at night Don’t know my wrong from my right I’m haunted I’m haunted That Wendigo Fever’s got a hold on me Changed me from the man I used to be I got blood on my hands Haunches where I used to stand I’m haunted I’m haunted That Wendigo Fever’s got a hold on me I ain’t half the man I used to be Damn this mood and what it does to me It's a curse, you see Got a hunger you couldn’t comprehend I'm emaciated and hateful again I’m haunted I’m haunted That Wendigo Fever’s got a hold on me Changed me from the man I used to be Grind my teeth down Feelin’ jaded and worn down I’m haunted I’m haunted That Wendigo Fever’s got a hold on me Changed me from the man I used to be Damn this mood and what it does to me It’s a curse, you see
2.
Route 24 03:24
I went out past route 24 Where you’ve got to leave your steel-toed doubts at the door Nothing romantic about a week old snow on the road Or a woman who’s auctioned you off for parts or so you’re told They always say the cold can chill to the bone They’ve never known it’s comfort when you sober up on your own I’d heard the ghost stories and what the locals had to say To never venture out Without the low hanging sun to keep the shadows at bay Well, hardship and pain will knock sense out of man Bring him low and ripe for the clutch of phantom hands That dull burgundy winter ring glowed at the bottom of the night Dead trees were silhouetted against a moon distant and bright An ancient funk crept over the land Like roadkill under a summer sun in Alabam’ I went to my knees and remembered the prayers Of the faith I lost in my formative years I asked for forgiveness and a direction to head I got no reply so I asked for quiet instead Satisfied as those on their knees tend to be I felt a power was listening, though I could not see I cleared my throat and spoke aloud “I’ve had troubles, I’ve had pain, I’ve lost and tempers crossed I want to know why I’ve suffered so Why battles keep waging deep down in my soul Why am I left to feel remorse?” I thought I heard a voice, of course A whisper just above the ringing in my ear It said what I thought I wanted to hear
3.
Fame & Glory 03:10
Do I do it for the feel in my bones? ‘Cause it ain’t for false prophets on fool’s thrones Or is it for the crooked cut at the door Or for bein’ so fucked up you can’t get up from the floor Maybe it’s for the glory Maybe it’s for the fame Of the three people who danced who won’t remember your name The miles are long and the nights are dark Two-bit hustlers too talentless to bite so they bark Same songs, same bars, same people Here’s the church Now try not to jump from the steeple Maybe it’s for the glory Maybe it’s for the fame Of the three people who danced who won’t remember our name Maybe’s it ‘cause we’re crazy Or for the pain Or because I can’t seem to shake all of this shame
4.
Neon Gods 02:56
You're praying to false idols again And you know what's bound to happen You're at the altar of neon gods Well, I don't like the odds Don't look into the shadows For what you should already know Don't look to the depths below To wreck your sacred home Stop wondering if there's more Because you ain't gonna like what's at your door Stop foolin' around Heed what I say 'Cause there'll come a day Where you won't have a say
5.
I’ve been on benzos and downers And those Serotonin blockers Well, I’d rather self-medicate than get a script From those doctors My heart is racin’ My blood is boilin’ My skin is crawlin’ My mind is broken Nervous breakdown so they pumped me full of Ativan Depression took a hold So they sent me home with Lorazepam I hated the comedown so they gave me Trazadone Now it’s 5 AM and I’m screamin’ into a pillow alone I got the shakes all over me They’d bring a mighty buffalo down to his knees I got the sweats, baby I’m drownin’ in my own misery The days are long and the nights are longer I’m counting down the days, the minutes, The months, the hours Until I feel better
Until I feel like myself
6.
Cosmic Waltz 03:28
Just ‘cause we don’t fight every night Don’t mean that I don’t love you Just cause you’re wrong, honey Don’t mean that I’m right I’m worn down from this rodeo All I wanna do is line dance with you When my compass breaks how do I find true north Don’t tell me it’s the stars who dance and in their waltz change course
7.
Gypsies 02:53
I recall the day the gypsies lost their home Exiled to the beaten path they promised to never roam Rites of passage and the passion of youth Were snuffed out for bein’ the word; the truth Hardened wisdom etched by long lost names Peeled and faded Of glory days and the sad few who made it Battle cries and electric hymns echoed off the walls The sweet smell of blood, sweat and beers hung ripe in the halls For everyone who lived for last call Remember the day they took it away And didn’t think their empire would fall Hardened wisdom etched by long lost names Peeled and faded Of glory days and the sad few who made it
8.
Hard Livin' 04:36
I’ve got a plague inside of me It’s pestilence
 It’s famine It’s greed 
I feel like the end times are drawin’ near
 So gather ‘round children And lend me your ears 

 Let me tell you
 About the things I’ve done
 About the wars I’ve waged 
And how I’ve won none 
Let me tell you
 About how my heart breaks
 When there’s too much to give
 And all they do is take 

I don’t know how I got to the shape I’m in
 Too much runnin’ and hard livin’ I feel like the end times are drawin’ near So gather ‘round peasants And join in the fear

 Let me tell you 
About the things I’ve done
 About the wars I’ve waged 
And how I’ve won none
 Let me tell you
 About how my heart breaks
 When the chips are down
 And no one will raise the stakes
9.
True Color 03:36
Is this still the land of the free? When we lock up the brave for seeking sanctuary? Why do we detain the poor? And make convicts out of the innocent tryin’ to level the score? Rehab and AA ain’t helpin’ those in need Just gets ‘em off smack and addicted to Christianity Unemployment don’t pay the bills When you're dropped by arbitrary bureaucratic shills We’ll take your huddled masses yearning to breathe As long as they can be used for publicity The highways and the underpasses are where worn down workers retire Burnt out on the American funeral pyre Don’t matter much to them who runs this land If you don’t play the game you’re always gonna feel like you’re on the lam Doesn’t matter who’s red or who’s blue The true color of this country is ‘fuck you’ Sponsored hate and officially sanctioned divide Social media’s pulled the wool over you’re eyes It ain’t a movement when it’s peddling merch When you’re still getting stopped at gun point and illegally searched Doesn’t matter all that red, white and blue The true color of this country is ‘fuck you’
10.
You toss and turn and can’t sleep at night Wondering if your man will come home alright Woman, you know what you got You got a man at home with the soul rot Ooh, baby, it’ll drive you crazy Your man wants neon glory Listen up, honey, it’s the same ol’ story Once he gets his eyes on that two lane black top You know he ain’t gonna stop Ooh, baby, it’ll drive you crazy He’s got anger as black as dirt Or so he’s been told from the ones he’s hurt Your man’s future is all used up A horseshoe without the luck

 Ooh, baby, it’ll drive you crazy

11.
Well, we landed on Jezero
 But the power’s out in Texas, ya know That’s the price you pay in the United States Well, divided now but fuck ‘em
, we tried anyways Haven’t spent hundreds of years To succumb to Evangelical fears

 Here’s a prayer Here’s a thought 
Did you ever wonder if you got got

 The sound And the fury
 Of a ruling class acting as judge and jury
 Well, the times they are a-changin’
 All that wind from D.C. keeps the flag a-wavin' 
We haven’t spent hundreds of years To succumb to ancient fears

 Here’s a prayer Here’s a thought
 Did you ever wonder if you got got 
Here’s a prayer
 Here’s a thought
 Did you ever wonder if you got got
12.
Let me work myself Into an early grave ‘Cause the worker’s soul You can’t save Tell you one more time Hold fast, hold the line Let me drink myself Into an early grave ‘Cause from 9 to 5 I’m sick of bein’ a slave Tell you one more time Hold fast, hold the line Let me smoke myself Into an early grave ‘Cause I can’t sleep Gotta be up in a couple hours anyway Tell you one more time Hold fast, hold the line
13.
Heal 03:06
Breathe in the smoke, my friend Feel the rocks move Feel the river bend Take this holy sacrament Heal (Healing, I’m healing) Close your eyes, my love Dream of all the things you dream of Take a hold of your soul Heal (Healing, I’m healing)
14.
Lazarus 05:34
Wandered lost for hundreds of miles Took to the bottle on cold nights for awhile Left for dead on redemption's road For the best, or so I'm told Chewed up and spit out Smoked ‘em when I got ‘em to keep from the drought From San Antone to Mexico Settled for plata ‘cause I gave up on oro Up in Lake County at the flat land divide Took a moment to look out with one eye forward, the other two behind I’ll rise like Lazarus Come back for the hell of it Wandered long as a wayfaring stranger No shelter from harm and danger Carried weight 'cross county lines Almost laid me down in the shade of the pines Didn’t love, didn’t hate, couldn’t feel Sometimes the price is too much so you’ve got to steal
 All these trials and tribulations Calamities and damnation can stay buried in the past I'll rise like Lazarus Come back for the hell of it Hell, it’s just a moment and then it’s gone I know the grave ain't no home I'll rise like Lazarus Come back for the hell of it

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This album is a collection of demos recorded over the course of the pandemic in 2020/2021 that were to eventually serve as the backbone of a solo project I was going to pursue in the wake of my band, Curio, essentially dissolving. I had no other output in which to try and make sense of my world, and the world at large, becoming unrecognizable. I'd lost friends, pulled away from familiar spaces and struggled heavily with depression, anger, and isolation. Due to countless issues, conflicts and hardships throughout 2021, these were never professionally recorded. In wanting to unburden myself with a project that became a thorn in my side, I've decided to release them as is on this platform. These fourteen songs are unedited & unmastered; unpolished.

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released February 18, 2022

All songs written, recorded and performed by Chris Pluska

Artwork by Nina Pluska

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