Creatureflectamenta

by John Tabacco

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Sven B. Schreiber Although this is John Tabacco's most recent release on Bandcamp, it actually contains some of the oldest song sequences he has written. Their original versions appear on "The AKAI Years" as tracks #9 and #8, respectively. If you ask me to tell how the remakes sound in a word, I'd say "nope, no way". But I can try in seven words, which probably would be "Steely Dan meets the Mothers of Invention". Not a big surprise, since the music of Frank Zappa and Donald Fagen were among John Tabaccos early musical influences. I really can't decide which versions I like more. The new ones are quite cleaned up and exhibit a great sound, but frankly, somehow I love the raw and low-dynamic sound of the old AKAI recordings. Favorite track: Creatureflectamenta (Suite).
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This is actually an updated re-working of the first and last medley that can be found in it's original form on the Akai Years CD.

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released October 28, 2018

JT : Vocals, Instruments
Peter Kearns : Piano and Back up vocals on "Free Man" and "Lighting Seed"

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John Tabacco Stony Brook, New York

John Tabacco is a composer, singer-songwriter, producer, recording engineer, and visual artist.

Like an unfolding musical diary / puzzle, Tabacco’s music and art are constantly being re-worked, juxtaposed and intertwined.

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Track Name: Lighting Seed (2018)
LIGHTING SEED

The “Snorkle”
Wouldn’t give her a break
And I know!
I attended the wake
She was camera worn and grossly over made
Her demise if so prolonged would not have paid
The papers signed in full - the deal looked sweet
But had she read between the lines
She may have seen some better times
Or so I do speculate
What does it matter at any rate?
She like the billions before
Destine to break from this shell...
By tomorrow she was on her way
To sow another gap where darkness breeds
As a lighting... seed
And “Hedgee” (yeah) was still a mistake
The “Snorkle” wouldn’t give him a break
The hanger through his head now worn with age
He never could release that hidden rage
It’s a shame he had to live inside that cage
The monkeys teased him all the time
But I bet he drew the biggest line
Or so I do speculate
What does it matter at any rate?
He like the billions before
He had to break from this shell...
By tomorrow he was on his way
To sow another gap where darkness breeds
As a ummmmm lighting seed
Insect chips and all
Lighten when they break from Earth
“Universe” recalls them to further view “It’s” endless image
Mein “Raisin”, I believed it was true
The “Snorkle” (you said) had nothing on you
The Power drill surprised you in your sleep
Just yesterday they caught up with that creep
Evil as it may, I could not cry
(Discorporating from my shell)
That night, I heard a voice within me yell
(I felt much more at ease thinkin’):
Tomorrow you’d be on your way
To sow another gap where darkness breeds as a...
Lighting Seed!
Track Name: Creatureflectamenta (Suite)
I'VE GOT CREATURES IN MY YARD

No beans about it babe!
I’ve Got Creatures In My Yard
They’ve been growing so awfully fast
Spreading into my secret tree
Deconstructing heroes that would comfort me

(Listen up!)

On certain days of humid dust
Paranoia is home for lunch
Morals crumble and fences rot
Faith begins to falter into stomach knots
Boy, it’s not like I thought it would be,
I mean, I need another shoulder

Whoa! I did not expect them to infiltrate my
inner draws!


I’ve got creatures in my eyes!
I shut them out but it’s no surprise
SURPIRSE!
I can’t escape them, I never could
‘Scuse me if I throw up, I don’t feel so good
I don’t feel... so good! etc...
I’ve got creatures in my yard
Backstabbing creatures in my God... Hey...

No beans about it babe the slugs in my back are growing
Can’t see no relief and babe
My subconscious fears are showin’
If I let’em out I’m afraid they’ll do me in!

In a creamy dentist office where my vision comes to rest
I see a paper plate fly like a frisbee (“Don’t ask me why!”)
TENT you’re outrageous! You’re so contagious!
Hummm,I want that frisbee!
But I’m afraid that if my clenching tools extend
I may never play the drums again
“Rainy Days And Mondays”,
It’s like they looped it in my head
Over and over and over again

All American Bumble Bat is craving!
All American Bumble Bat is craving to bleed:
Styreen Mo’Betta - Styreen Mo’Betta and you!
Which is to say me, which is to say you, which is to say :

I’ve got creatures in my yard
Beneath the wax of my poker cards
I’m holding out but it’s getting tough
“Suicide delinquent” should they call a bluff
No beans about it babe
One bag wrapped around and over
Hot car in a parking vein
Inside nitrous ox is blowin’
Well let me out!
Before I sink too deep!

FREE MAN

Little sister wave goodbye
I ain't comin' back no more
Little sister don't you cry
Save your tears and close the door

I'm gonna be a free man
Lay my bones on rolling water
I'm gonna be a free man
Watch me rove across them borders

Oh the places I will go
In my favorite ramblin' shoes 
Have my Winter Fresh™ in tow
While I shake the hand of someone new

I'm gonna be a free man
Lay my bones on rolling water
I'm gonna be a free man
Watch me rove across them borders
Just wanna be a free man
Though I'm full of rules I can't escape 
Like a thorn in the side
It keeps you occupied
It keeps you occupied

The world is mine to fill my head
until my memory’s almost full
Little sister before I’m dead
I’d like to ride that golden bull

I'm gonna be a free man
Lay my bones on rolling water
I'm gonna be a free man
Watch me rove across them borders

Just wanna be a free man
Though I'm full of rules I can't escape
Like a thorn in the side

It keeps you occupied
Ahhhh hah Ahhh
It Keeps You Occupied
It Keeps You Occupied
I just wanna ride etc…

WE MAY CALL YOU STATUE (2018)

We may call you statue
We may call you a seal
We may burn the hairs on your brow
Depends on how we feel
We may tie you to a soap box
We may have you play a fool
We may hold you for ransom
Or strip your golden rules
'Cause you're a slice of moldy clay
Rather clueless and unreserved
But that's beside the point you see
It doesn't matter to much to we

(And it was at this point the nitrous oxide started to wear off... Dig?)

We can sell you an Edsel
We can chain you in spikes
We can coat you with rayon
Or disconnect your pipes
It's a freedom you can count on
It's a freedom to rejoice
It's a freedom you will live with
And you haven't got a choice
'Cause you're a slice of moldy clay
Rather vapid and un-preserved
And like a traffic light in space
We’d rather see you than have you heard

(The Happy Feet Puppet Dance plays here):

We may call you statue
We may force you to steal
We may feed you the God you believe
To us it’s no big deal
It's a dogma you can count on
It's a dogma to rejoice
It's a dogma you will live with
And you'll never have a voice!

(May have something to do with the DENTIST!)‚
'Cause you're a slice of moldy clay
Rather helpless and unreserved
But that's beside the point you see
It doesn't matter to much to WE!
Because we're willing to take you home
I said, we're willing to take you home!

Take you home
Yes, we're willing to take you home
Home - you gaze up to see your soul
If you only knew...

YOU'RE GONNA DIE SOMEDAY

Scarepuck City Parade
Where the actions speak louder than words
And words that make the scene ignite like gasoline
To burn a quick friend on the side
And you question what does it mean?
As a dark machine steals for your seat
You'll fight as those who watch will stare and twitch a lot
And take a few bets on the side
Hide?
The situation's clear :
Convinced you have no reason,
Here you are and still your actions are the same
No matter where you go - what you do - or what you say
A little voice reminds you that you're gonna die someday!


COLD AND EMPTY

Cold and empty
I wanna go back home
Home - remember when I felt assured?
When I felt secure
Cold and worthless
Hey, I just don't belong
Alone - I travel in a circle-line
If I should die...
Maybe
Just maybe I'll return again
And maybe
Just maybe, I'll reach the spinal end
to find I've always been...
Cold and empty
I wanna go back home
Home - I gaze up to see your glow
If you only knew
How I long for you
Home!
I wanna go back...
Home!
I said I wanna go back!
Ah, you know I gotta go back
I wanna taste those bright orange colored faces
I wanna hear the sight of your umbrellas
Home I gaze up to see your face
If you only knew
How I long for you

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