DiMauro / Tabacco : Alien Warehouse

by John Tabacco

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Radio Announcer : Headline addition, July 8th, 1947. The army air forces has announced that a flying disc has been found and is now in the possession of the army. Army officers say the missile found some time last week has been inspected at Roswell, New Mexico and sent to Right Field, Ohio for further inspection. GONNA GET YOU EVERY TIME When you're out at night When you're home Sleep tight When you're in your car Drinkin' in a bar Sneak up from behind and take you Got the mind and will that will break you No point looking for reason and rhyme Little gray guy's gonna get you every time Every time Little gray guy's gonna get you every time Every time When you're on your back It's all over jack In the little dark room where they probe and groom From the pulsing mist that blinds you Come the eyes that control and bind you Scan the room for the exit sign Little gray guy's gonna get you every time (MASS FIRESIGN CONFUSION PLAYS HERE) Little gray guy's gonna get you every time Every time Little gray guy's gonna get you every time Every time Your brother knows And the firemen know And the air force knows And the president knows And they say they're there to protect you That the weapons are there to defend you The they trade you for a chip about the size of a dime Little gray guy's gonna get you every time Every time Little gray guy gonna get you every time Little gray guy Every time Time
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Alien House (free) 04:03
ALIEN HOUSE They're here all around and before you They come in peace and quiet to destroy you Never ask - NO time to hesitate You got to get ya self out before it's too late Late night and your dreams interrupted Something whispers - you've been corrupted Hide beneath the blanket like a petrified mouse Don't look now but - you're in the ALIEN HOUSE This is the ALIEN HOUSE Dancin' all around You're in the ALIEN HOUSE Outta time - too much too consider Got to move - got to think - got to figure out the plan of attack Don't even try 'cause ya never coming back Not here Give into the fear Can you feel your master standing near? Screams and reach for ya spouse No point looking now - she's in the ALIEN HOUSE This is the ALIEN HOUSE Dancin' all around You're in the ALIEN HOUSE NEE AIR DONE BONE ITZZ NEE AIR DONE BONE ITZZ Charlie sez: "You shouldn't ride the choo-choo" Charlie sez: " You shouldn't ring the bell" Charlie sez: "Forget the GOOD and PLENTY" 'Cause Charlie's just a little guy they like to call KRLLL This is the ALIEN HOUSE Dancin' all around You're in the ALIEN HOUSE
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Captive (free) 01:38
CAPTIVE ND : We are very scared. We are running out of gas. JT : It's dark. ND : And there is a search light up ahead running, going south on 191. And ah, it's very strange out here. It's like really kind of frightening because I can really see the stars well due to there's not many lights around anywhere. And we're all by ourselves and… You see a search light that is right up a head and… Very strange if it's from a space ship. I would suggest we keep going 'cause I'm gonna be scared. JT : It's green and it's white. ND : Very strange. It, it looks like it's on the road. This is very strange. JT : Is that a car there? ND : I have no idea. I mean I thought it was search light for a building or some airport. Well, we're closing in on this light. JT : I'm not sure... ND : It's very close now. JT (in Priest voice) : Someone's playing a joke. That's an erector set. Phillip set that up. ND : No, no. That red light is... JT : Hey. ND : … very steady over there. JT : Yeah it is. And it's above our heads too. ND : No it's not. JT : Nah... ND : This thing looks like it's the top of a building somewhere off the road. JT : Could be a firehouse. ND : Could be ah yeah… JT : Police. ND : Where'd that red light go? There it is. Very steady now. JT : Are ya ready to get out? ND : Land.. You know out on this fucking country road anything can land out here. JT : Hope so. ND : Shit. JT : Changed my life. ND : Wait.
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Night In Roswell (free) 04:07
NIGHT IN ROSWELL Under cover for your eyes only Top security clearance "A priority" Project Blue Book Project Joke Book Ya can't ask Truman now it's time to Hear the tale that will take you far and near Wipe away the sweat there is no time to fear Taken on board in the desert like you wanna be down in New Mexico nineteen forty- Seven - metal straight from heaven Wind swept desert and a lightening bolt but not from Zeus and the papers say balloon but I saw the bodies on the ground that night in Roswell (CHORUS) Dirt dig the archeological myth Produced a trinket with a hieroglyphical gift could not be broken-bashed-burned are Military men concerned I - Wonder and a crash like thunder Hit the ground and another Air Force Blunder with Ramey at the helm Takes command and Jesse never stood a chance Told a story no one could believe Ordered the papers of the public to deceive Box it up tight in a place called Wright Nothing ever happened in the sand that night in Roswell (CHORUS) The President and his Majestic team Twelve apostles of the apocalypse Gather up the data of an alien race Making sure we never see the face of One who escaped the jaws of death Just long enough to become a Guest of the American government Never appeared in the late night supplement Brazle, Knell, Falcon and Cooper These are the names of a few who knew more Never allowed the veil of security to Shut their mouths about the truth that night in Roswell Roswell New Mexico Y'all
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Blue Room (free) 04:27
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Eybdoog (free) 00:23
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SPACE FARMERS Seein’ like a fish Never miss like a dish get bent Start action never sent Go crazy time ends don’t lend no fiction for a sinner Don’t fend no honey make amends Talkin’ about a patch little circle awful circle Tiny space from space nothin’ grows and it glows Trees are humming never sunny funny and he’s coming Straight down Big eyes Big brain oh my Taken for a splash got a rash No joke taking a tinkle in the bush with your fly shut Good conversation with a short wide beast Awful grey no light Getta me ready for the big flight Going for a quick cappucino over Reno Gettin’ high by the breathing pool whipping out the tool Goin’ steady oh no with a girly called Betty And ya ready awful heady get punk shy Messin’ with the best Here’s the test No pencil operation in your head gonna bed down Lonely in the middle of the night Lookin’ only at a picture junior flight welter wind bag Doin’ the doody now Pushing real loose spruce goose Tushy juice never beggin’ around a moose Clues strewn the awful truth Callin’ lawn time grass doctor Little grey guy passin’ out green thumb Blue beam oh my
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SPEAK WITHOUT A VOICE (and a motive too) They're taking me in I've got something inside of me that's tearing within Does it want to be part of me? Now the last thing i remember (a leather face) Yeah, the last thing i remember I can't erase Speak without a voice and a motive too (don't don't, don't take the horses) Speak without a voice and a motive too (don't don't, don't take the horses) I go to extremes In the corner they're watching me It's a nightmarish dream with the needle aligning me Now the last time i was gravel and undefined Yeah, the last time I was gravel They read my mind! Speak without a voice and a motive too (don't don't, don't take the horses) Speak without a voice and a motive too (don't don't, don't take the horses) Speak without a voice Speak without a voice! We're not alone We're not alone in the plan We're not alone We're not alone Future man understands Now the next face in the window could be a friend And the next friend in the shadows Could be the end COULD BE THE END! Speak without a voice and a motive too (don't don't, don't take the horses) Speak without a voice and a motive too (don't don't, don't take the horses) Speak without a voice Speak without a voice! They're taking me in
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Slip It (free) 04:57
SLIP IT So let me kick it to ya freestyle so you can understand it No need for complicated words to get it Straight out the back door of technology A new history or anthology The kind of power that will take you by surprise, ha Remember these eyes? Never the less you must confess your fear 'Cause the slip code man is here There's no time to count the reason We will get you through the day Won't you slip it Slip it to me Let a robot take control Free the android in your soul Won't you slip it Slip it to me Better listen to this voice Pretty soon you'll have no choice Dark the light the tall men of industry From some unknown military Cast out upon the crowd of millions One star in billions Took control though your mind won't tell you Every plan that you had is bullet proof Flash upon an intergalactic tombstone Strewn about members who can't phone home There's no present like the future (Can you dig it?) The past is just a glimpse away Won't you slip it Slip it to me Let a robot take control Free the android in your soul Won't you slip it Slip it to me Better listen to this voice Pretty soon you'll have no choice Won't you slip it Slip it to me Let a robot take control Free the android in your soul Won't you slip it Slip it to me Better listen to this voice Pretty soon you'll have no choice Here comes the priest of the new order Better make a run for the border He bears a gift like a holy towels man Blocks the light - a satanic salesman Cryptic cue the times through like the old And in with the new History says survival for the few And Slipcode says so to " A new life." "The chance to begin again." And Slipcode says so to And Slipcode says so to In the changing of the season They'll be fewer rainy days Don't you slip it Slip it to me Don't you slip it Slip it to me Better listen this voice Better listen this voice Better listen this voice Better listen this voice Better listen this voice Better listen this voice Don't you slip it Slip it to me Let a robot take control Free the android in your soul Don't you slip it Slip it to me Let a robot take control Free the android in your soul You know you're never all alone! etc... Won't you slip it Slip it to me Better listen to this voice Pretty soon you'll have no choice Won't you slip it Slip it to me Let a robot take control Free the android in your soul Won't you slip it Slip it to me Better listen to this voice Pretty soon you'll have no choice Won't you slip it Slip it to me Let a robot take control Free the android in your soul Won't you slip it Slip it to me Better listen to this voice Pretty soon you'll have no choice Better listen this voice Better listen this voice
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Come on and see the alien Come around and don't be scared Come on and see the alien side Come on and see the alien Come around and don't be scared Come on and see the alien side UHF Turgid : The Alien Side: Long Island's only place for the latest Sci-Fi books and out of print classics. The Alien Side: Roswell posters, Zeon paper, laser products and spaced out novelties. If you can imagine it, we sell it! The Alien Side : Come on down and experience our virtual reality chambers. They'll warp you into another dimension. That's the Alien Side: Route 110, Farmingdale, right across from the Mystery Vitamin House. Don't be scared. Us little gray guys will be waiting for you. Come on and see the alien Come around and don't be scared Come on and see the alien side
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Pseudo Gerald Light : My dear friends, I've just returned from Muroc. The report is true it's devastatingly true! When we were allowed to enter the restricted section, I had the distinct feeling that the world had come to an end with fantastic realism. For I have never seen so many human beings in a state of complete and total collapse and confusion as they realized that their own world had indeed ended with such finality as to beggar description. The reality of the ‘other plane’ aero-forms is now and forever removed from the realms of speculation and made a rather painful part of the consciousness of every respectable, responsible scientific and political group. During my two days' visit I saw five separate and distinct types of aircraft being studied and handled by our Air Force officials -- with the assistance and permission of the Etherians! I have no words to express my reactions. That is except to say, it has finally happened. It's now a matter of history. President Eisenhower, as you may already know, was spirited over to Muroc one night during his visit to Palm Springs recently. And it is my conviction that he will ignore the terrific conflict between the various 'authorities' and go directly to the people with radio and television - if the impasse continues much longer. From what I could gather, an official statement to the country is being prepared for delivery about the middle of May,1954. It's finally happened. It's just now a matter of history. Little Grey Guys : Itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout Out came the rain and washed the spider out Down came the sun and dried up all the rain Itsy gutsy spider is living in my brain Peudo Gerald Light : Oh God. Now I will leave it to your own excellent powers of deductions to construct a fitting picture of the mental and emotional pandemonium that is now shattering the consciousness of hundreds of our scientific authorities. And all the pundits of the various specialized knowledges that make up our current physics. In some instances I could not stifle a wave of pity that arose in my own being as I watched the pathetic bewilderment of rather brilliant brains struggling to make some sort of rational explanation which would enable them to retain their familiar theories and concepts. And I thank my own destiny for having long ago pushed me into the metaphysical woods and can call me to find a way out. To watch strong minds cringe before totally irreconcilable aspects of science is not a pleasant thing. I'd forgotten how common place such things as the de-materialization of solid objects have become to my own mind. The coming and going of etheric or spirit body has been so familiar to me these many years I had just forgotten that such a manifestation could snap the mental balance of a man not so conditioned. It has finally happened. It's now a matter of history.
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Preston Nicoles : May day, may day, may day. This is Doctor Preston Nicoles transmitting from project Proteus in Montauk. The year is 3202 A.D. We are transmitting from the future. Please help us. We've been trapped in a plasma vortex and apparently stopped aging. If anyone can hear us please shut down the main grid located beneath the base. The old air force base, Montauk. Long Island, New York. We have been transmitting for over a thousand years now. Shut down the grid! The main grid! Please help us to escape.

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released November 24, 2014

Recorded at Modern Voices Recording Studio, Centerport, NY and
Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY

N. DiMauro : Vocals, Programming
J. Tabacco : Programming
G. DiMauro : Programming

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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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