Fuzzy Gray Logic

by John Tabacco

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1.
FEELS SO GOOD THIS TIME The forces of evil are piling up in the mailbox tryin' to make me paranoid Pushin' and prayin' and just nearly makin' the payments is a pressure I can't avoid But there's no use worrying baby Life's too short and you're all mine It feels so good this time And all I had to do was find a stranger It feels so good this time I guess my fortune cookie didn't lie Political - "riddicle" nothin' but typical saviors, they line outside my door Sellin' me, tellin' me how i can do them a favor if i would write a check to the Lord But there's no use writin' them baby Life's too short and you're all mine It feels so good this time And all I had to do was find a stranger It feels so good this time Just enough to keep me out of danger Rumors are flying It's all in the timing Stake out your claim and the good luck will find you A new time's beginning Programmed for winning The sweet surrender of fortune around us Feels so good It feels so good this time And all I had to do was find a stranger It feels so good this time Just enough to keep me out of danger
2.
DON'T RUN AWAY I wanna know what's all that stuff in the sand? Lots-a men in blue suits keep diggin' away Lung fish for dinner never glowed like this in 85 Postman delivers and he always rings twice When the old man screams perfection don't run away There's a yin and yang connection weaving in and out of play When the old man screams perfection don't run away There's a yin and yang connection weaving in and out of play At least that's what the paper's say I wanna know what's all that stuff in the air? Lots-a- men in white suits keep scheming away Twin peaks of power pumpin' out confessions late at night Postman delivers but she always rings twice When the old man screams perfection don't run away There's a yin and yang connection weaving in and out of play When the old man screams perfection don't run away There's a yin and yang connection weaving in and out of play At least that's what the paper's say It's all or nothin' Cryin' doesn't pay the rent Circles have no end Never mind your tough friends Don't believe in accidents Anytime you make a move history will follow you What I'm sayin' is: Don't run! Don't run! Ozone revisions, sure to cast a nasty tan inside Postman delivers and he always rings twice When the old man screams perfection don't run away There's a yin and yang connection weaving in and out of play When the old man screams perfection don't run away There's a yin and yang connection weaving in and out of play At least that's what the paper's say
3.
I COULD NEVER PLAY FOR KEEPS You're on time All mine Promises that are sure to fade away Too late You're on the take Should have saved for a rainy day But when the truth hits ground I'll be the first and last to say... I could never play for keeps now honey I could never play for keeps You can give me all your lines and money But i could never play for keeps The soft sell - kiss and tell At least you sharpen the blade before you strike Your great feel - big deal Do what you can just to be polite But when the truth hits ground I'll be the first and last to say... I could never play for keeps now honey I could never play for keeps You can give me all your lines and money But i could never play for keeps I could never play it your way when the joker's on the roll Capsized emotions You hurt me and yourself along with everyone else could never play for keeps now honey I could never play for keeps You can give me all your lines and money But i could never play for keeps I could never play for keeps now honey I could never play for keeps You can give me all your lines and money But i could never play for keeps No way!
4.
NO FOLKS LEFT FROM THE OLD SCHOOL Make a move to a brand new place Gather up all the muscle it takes It's time to settle with your past All your heroes packed away Future trip down memory lane Well for now the headlines say : No folks left from the old school tonight I don't know where they went to No folks left from the old school tonight I wish they'd all come back No folks left from the old school tonight I wonder if they will be comin' around... again Will they be comin' around? Lots - a - hype for another trend Who can say where it leads my friend? I guess that only time will tell Gotta keep the vision true Hold tight your point of view Just like the legacy before 'Cause : No folks left from the old school tonight I don't know where they went to No folks left from the old school tonight I wish they'd all come back No folks left from the old school tonight I wonder if they will be comin' around... again Will they be comin' around? No folks left from the old school All our buddies are gone No one's playing their songs anymore And I wonder how long Till we see them play again No folks left from the old school tonight I don't know where they went to No folks left from the old school tonight I wish they'd all come back No folks left from the old school tonight I wonder if they will be comin' around... again I said : No folks left from the old school tonight I don't know where they went to No folks left from the old school tonight I wish they'd all come back No folks left from the old school tonight I wonder if they will be comin' around... again
5.
WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE? Flashing white lights blind Snap a finger make them disappear It was written we would love and obey Like a well worn line A crack inside a perfect sidewalk It grew old real fast when you turned away Well the statue on your dashboard Staring back - don't even know your name Now there's no one left to blame And I say: Yo' mama, what's the difference? I can't believe I've wasted all this time How were we to know? Yo' mama, what's the difference? I can't believe I even love you What's the difference when we're on the road? And I say: What's the difference? Just get me home Broken neon sign In the window of a "mobile" church Sparks a flash flood of our shared memories Let the vision die Nothing you can do will change the past Time to move on and discover new ties Well the statue on your dashboard Staring back - can't wash away the pain Now there's no one left to blame And I say: Yo' mama, what's the difference? I can't believe I've wasted all this time How were we to know? Yo' mama, what's the difference? I can't believe I even love you What's the difference when we're on the road? And I say: What's the difference? Just get me home I've had enough of your attitude ways You always come from a negative place There's nothin' left to go by Don't look surprised and ask why Well the statue on your dashboard Staring back - can't wash away the pain Now there's no one left to blame And I say: Yo' mama, what's the difference? I can't believe I've wasted all this time How were we to know? Yo' mama, what's the difference? I can't believe I even love you What's the difference when we're on the road? And I say: What's the difference? Just get me home!
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TOO MANY WASTED NIGHTS So many times I've been meaning to sit you down and tell you so many times I’ve been thinking that it was easy for you to see Now I walk around thinking about The way we could have been together Too many wasted nights Too many words unspoken Only I knew I Loved you so Too many wasted nights Too many words as tokens Honey I never let you know Nothing lasts forever I heard that a long time ago but to feel what i could feel i should have learned how to let it show One minute you're right there before my eyes and the next they've got you climbing the walls on the other side Too many wasted nights Too many words unspoken Only I knew I Loved you so Too many wasted nights Too many words as tokens Honey I never let you know Hear the voices becoming your only sound Silently slipping away from the love you've found They keep you down They keep you away Now you'll never hear me say We had... Too many wasted nights Too many words unspoken Only I knew I Loved you so Too many wasted nights Too many words as tokens Honey I never let you know Too Many Wasted Nights - Too Many Words Unspoken Only I Knew I Loved You So Too Many Wasted Nights - Too Many Words As Tokens Honey I never let you know
7.
2 STEPS FORWARD / 1 STEP BACK Travel through the red zone Scriptures fade to black Searching for the hidden answers always set us back Twisting to the surface Unfamiliar faults 2 steps forward / 1 step back 2 steps forward / 1 step back Open ended holidays stretching into years Scattered piece of knowledge thrown beneath a wall of fear When the wave of smoke thins Hint of worlds to come Begin: 2 steps forward / 1 step back 2 steps forward / 1 step back Building block technology Scores of disbelief Visionary future set with promises of peace Stumble into silence Memory is old 2 steps forward / 1 step back 2 steps forward / 1 step back 2 steps forward and 1 step back etc...
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SOMETHIN' TO BELIEVE IN Out of the darkness into the blue light Duckin' the social junk you learned i n school Look in the mirror Can't find an answer Leaves you dry without a clue Well, it don't take much for the spirit to give out Can't keep on living this way We all need somethin' to believe in Gotta have truth in our lives We all need somethin' to believe in Savor the moment when ya turn out the light Doin' the day job Too many nightmares You're dreamin' about a love you can't deny Well, nothin' comes easy when you're a stranger A stranger to who you are inside Well, it don't take much for the spirit to give out Hard to keep livin' this way We all need somethin' to believe in Gotta have truth in our lives We all need somethin' to believe in Gotta have truth in our lives We all need somethin' to believe in Savor the moment when ya turn out the light Gotta get us to the other side All the dreams that we put on display sometimes lose their meaning All the dreams that we hold in our hearts open when we're feeling down We all need somethin' to believe in Gotta have truth in our lives We all need somethin' to believe in Gotta have truth in our lives We all need somethin' to believe in Savor the moment when ya turn out the light We all need somethin' to believe in Gotta have truth in our lives We all need somethin' to believe in Savor the moment when ya turn out the light Gotta get us to the other side
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PEOPLE OF THE 90’s Don't even think about it Take another drag of your cigarette Don't make a stink about it There's already much too much too regret All the different faces I don't know how to recognize each one When all that's left are traces We're over before we’ve begun Oooh, Oooh, Oooh - Don't Be Fooled People of the 90's Oooh, Oooh, Oooh - Don't Be Fooled People of the 90's Nothing makes a difference till they take it all away! Don't even laugh about it Tryin' to dissect the human race You don't know the half about it And it's getting harder to erase All the wasted memories That we work so hard to forget... Binging on "Oh' Henrys™" Well you take what you can get Oooh, Oooh, Oooh - Don't Be Fooled People of the 90's Oooh, Oooh, Oooh - Don't Be Fooled People of the 90's Oooh, Oooh, Oooh - Don't Be Fooled People of the 90's Nothing makes a difference till they take it all away! Now, what if we shout about it? From the inside out They'll be no doubt about it People of the 90's People of the 90's All together free! Oooh, Oooh, Oooh - Don't Be Fooled People of the 90's Oooh, Oooh, Oooh - Don't Be Fooled People of the 90's Oooh, Oooh, Oooh - Don't Be Fooled People of the 90's Nothing makes a difference till they take it all away!
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Satin Lies 03:45
SATIN LIES (ON AND ON ) Who's that staring back at me in the mirror? Is it me? Is it you? Tell me who told me how to break the rules Who's that selling stories back in the parlor? Always knowing what to say Like a one act play We just go on and on and on and on For the brass ring roller prize We go on and on and on and on But it's all for satin lies What's that lurking deep in back of the shadow Is it real ? Will it heal? Can it steal hearts until they cannot feel? Turned to me in a moment free of possession Secret whispers tempting fate even if it's crazy We just go on and on and on and on For the brass ring roller prize We go on and on and on and on But it's all for satin lies I can see my own reflection spinning 'round In my mind Through satin lies... Who's that painting promises in the bedroom? Was it me? Was it you? Was it too late to plan for breaking news? Who's that screaming back at me in the mirror? Maybe we will never know But we're always destined to go On and on and on and on For the brass ring roller prize We go on and on and on and on But it's all for satin lies
11.
ANOTHER NITE OUT ON THE TOWN Touching down - marked the end of holiday Homeward bound - always good to get away Drink in the warmth of Indian summer Take a stroll - stand beside a web of innocence Then the shock Your whole world gone It makes no sense Another nite out on the town Inner city never ever sleeps Another nite out on the town Can't you feel it? Don't you steal it It comes around Silent screams fill the void inside your head Dare you think of the stranger who wears your Sunday best Wondering why - where's the god they promised me? Reach inside Summon up more phantom energy Spend all night Play detective on the street Another nite out on the town Inner city never ever sleeps Another night out on the town Another nite out on the town In a place where it's hard to earn your keep Another nite out on the town Can't you feel it? Don't you steal it It comes around Hungry eyes drinking in the priceless take Passerbys like a viewing at a wake Desperate for change Watch their toothless faces as it starts to rain Bottled up anxiety Taste the pain Wait for violins on the street Another nite out on the town Inner city never ever sleeps Another nite out on the town In a place where it's hard to earn your keep Another nite out on the town Can't you feel it? Don't you steal it It comes around
12.
STAGE FRIGHT LOVER Somethin' in the air was feelin' right All alone just me and you Standin' there naked in the light Just seemed the thing to do Thrilled by cheap emotion like the peep shows on tv Falsified devotion When your wall falls down you can bet i won't be around You're a stage fright lover Another gypsy - you're a dance hall tease Stage fright lover Just like a cover of a magazine You always make yourself perform You need a front row audience Take another curtain call at dawn The scenarios get intense Lead me on on Monday Tuesday comes and goes Wednesday ya sayin' no way Another week goes by And it's time for you to fly You're a stage fright lover Another gypsy - you're a dance hall tease Stage fright lover Just like a cover of a magazine Loose lips lead to nowhere Like the blue prints in your head And I won't paint by numbers When the game breaks down Do you think that I'll be around? You're a stage fright lover Another gypsy - you're a dance hall tease Stage fright lover Just like a cover of a magazine Why did you have to act it so good? Well your off screen reviews were so bad
13.
3 CHEERS 4 THE CADILLAC™ 3 cheers 4 the Cadillac™ 3 cheers 4 the brave young marionettes 3 cheers 4 the Cadillac™ Not afraid to take some chances for the dreams they hold inside Tell the driver not to slow down while they are still alive 3 cheers 4 the Cadillac™ 3 cheers 4 the neighbors out on parole 3 cheers 4 the Cadillac™ As the days keep moving faster and your friends all act surprised Better do what really matters before the years pass you by And now that you're older is this where you expected to be? 3 cheers and it's over just like the night before Well 3 cheers for the Cadillac™ 3 cheers 4 the girls out on the streets 3 cheers 4 the Cadillac™ Not afraid of new romances with a taste for the bizarre If you wait for second chances you may regret where you are You just may regret it And now that you're older is this where you expected to be? 3 cheers and it's over just like a night on TV Well 3 cheers 4 the Cadillac™ 3 cheers 3 cheers 4 the Cadillac™ Don't be afraid to make some changes for the plans inside your mind Tell your conscience not wait up while you are still in... Drive Well, 3 cheers 4 the Cadillac™ 3 cheers 3 cheers 4 the Cadillac™ 3 cheers...
14.
SOMETIMES I WISH I HAD A CLONE The state of mind you're always in, I know is old You never change the pink flamingo curtains in the stall But that isn't the problem It's a deeper running sore There's nothing worse than faking your attention when I talk Well sometimes I wish I had a clone to listen up when I'm screamin' At least that's warmer than a stone Well sometimes I wish I had a clone I know it's hard to believe it But you can't relate to me at all The simple things that make us click, I know are small And friend to friend a mutual agreement has it's toll But that isn't the problem It's more the way the crossing falls From time to time you cut off your commitments when I call Well sometimes I wish I had a clone to listen up when I'm screamin' At least that's warmer than a stone Well sometimes I wish I had a clone I know it's hard to believe it But you can't relate to me at all Well no! Traces of the heart is a game for a stranger You roll the dice to avoid any danger I can see a train light growing brighter not dimmer Like the truth in the eyes of a sinner Traces of the heart is a game for a stranger You roll the dice to avoid any danger I can see a train light growing brighter not dimmer Painting lies... Breaking ties... Changing sides!!! Well sometimes I wish I had a clone to listen up when I'm screamin' At least that's warmer than a stone Well sometimes I wish I had a clone I know it's hard to believe it But you can't relate to me at all Well, sometimes I... I wish that... I wish I had a clone!
15.
THINGS ARE LOOKING UP Drop kick a little lower Sometimes actions can't be mended in your sleep And you're not the kid you used to be Get a little older The reflection on your stain glass is complete Now dispense those painful memories I know, this game plan last forever No more holdin' out - What it's all about Is to break new ground and sing out loud THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (WHEN I SEE THOSE COMETS FALLING) THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (WHEN I HEAR THOSE NATIONS STAND TOGETHER) THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (WHEN I FEEL A PAST LIFE CALLING) THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (WHEN I'M TOUCHED BY MOMENTS OF CONNECTIONS) Bite down a little harder There's a candy coated karma screaming through All the garbage you've been fed for years Jump start another lover For a six pack of affection in your hand Is the driving force behind your fears Well, we know this game plan last forever No more holdin' out - What it's all about Is to break new ground and sing out loud THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (WHEN I SEE THOSE COMETS FALLING) THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (WHEN I HEAR THOSE NATIONS STAND TOGETHER) THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (WHEN I FEEL A PAST LIFE CALLING) THINGS ARE LOOKING UP (WHEN I'M TOUCHED BY MOMENTS OF CONNECTIONS)
16.
KNEW THAT I’D FINE LOVE IN YOU A brand new chapter is a good reason To move on and lay my feelings on the line I hear the ticking of a new season Dig deep inside to connect And wonder what’s next The light is crystal clear Sure as I’m standing here Knew that I’d find love in you And every drop of rain Will wash away my pain Knew that I’d find love in you Knew that I’d find love in you One step closer to a completion Of years searching leading me to you Constant craving for a deletion Of a dark place so deep inside I know I can’t hide The light is crystal clear Sure as I’m standing here Knew that I’d find love in you And every drop of rain Will wash away my pain Knew that I’d find love in you Knew that I’d find love in you Intensity ignites Crumbled wall in the night Time be still, turning point Eternally we’re joined The light is crystal clear Sure as I’m standing here Knew that I’d find love in you And every drop of rain Will wash away my pain Knew that I’d find love in you Your light keeps drawing me Bound by your energy Knew that I’d find love in you Sure as I’m standing here I will get past the fear Knew that I’d find love in you
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Last Days 02:26

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FUZZY GRAY BACKGROUND...

It all started on a cold, damp, gray day in the fall of '88. I was hanging out on a kids swing set while waiting for John to show up for our first writing session over at BACKDOOR RECORDING STUDIOS (that's another whole story). Anyway, he was a bit late and I was starting to wonder if it was going to happen at all that day. Well it did. We wrote "THE CLONE SONG" and FGL was born...well at least the idea was conceived. Our styles clicked immediately and soon the joy of recording together permeated our lives. As we forged onward, a sound became apparent and it was time to get other musicians involved. Donna Bach, a singer songwriter with whom I had collaborated over the years, began contributing vocals as well as some lyrics and melodies. Other players who have found themselves recording and or playing live with us, for not a lot of money I might add, have included : Gerry Palisi, electric guitar, Todd Reynolds, violin (in between European jaunts with Steve Reich), Drew Zingg (of Steely Dan Orchestra fame) on guitar, Todd Turkisher (drummer for David Byrne), Lady Gaga's bass guitarist Mitch Cohn and guitarist, friend and Tuesday morning 90.1 WUSB disc jockey Jim Dexter.

We thank them and everybody else who have been kind enough to participate in our musical endeavors. 3 Cheers
- Meryl Mathews
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Meryl and I had spent a year or two trying to come up with the perfect name for our collaboration or "group" as it were. At first we booked ourselves in a few coffee houses in the early 90's as "There's No Name". Nobody got it when they asked for the name of the group. So we then went under "Caught Between Two Worlds" which was sort of like "caught between two girls", Meryl - JT - Donna Bach. But that didn't stick. Eventually we arrived at Fuzzy Gray Logic because that was what we were. Our melding of influences was a bit fuzzy with a bit of twisted logic in the lyrics and "gray", referring to the sometimes cerebral qualities to our songs. I don't know. It was a long time ago. Maybe it just sounded good. Anyway, we were just a boy and a girl with similar background influences testing the waters, tossing around musical ideas that we thought would be fun to listen to... In fact, five of these tunes originated during one night long session we had at Backdoor Studios in Huntington Station, NY. That night sparked us to complete this collection.

For the continuity freaks out there: There are also a few lingering Fuzzy Gray Logic tunes that ended up on some of my solo CDs i.e. "Boson Kabloona Waiting Around", "Go Figya", "Eros Ebb & Flow", "A Presbyter's Dementia" etc... so if you like this kind of songwriting feel free to track down those discs as well.

As a side note, I had the great fortune to play in Bad Dobern, East Germany in 2002 at the 13th annual Zappanale and two FGL songs (2 Steps Forward, and No Folks Left From The Old School from this disc) were performed. Considering the language barrier they went over extremely well. A strong melody with sympathetic chords will do that.

-JT

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released October 9, 2014

All music produced and mixed by :
John Tabacco and Meryl Mathews

Engineered by John Tabacco
Recorded at Backdoor Studios, Huntington Station, NY
Modern Voices Recording Studios, Centerport, NY
Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY
The Turkish Sweat Club, Lyers, NY

John Tabacco : Lead vocal, Acoustic guitar, Keyboards, Programming
Meryl Mathews : Keyboards, Programming, Vocals
Donna Bach : Vocals, Backup vocals
Marci Geller : Backup vocals
Heather Rushforth : Backup vocals
Jim Dexter : Electric Guitar
Jim Hickey : Electric guitar
Gerry Palisi : Electric guitar
Chris Pati : Electric guitar, Assistant engineer
Dave Soloman : Electric Guitar
Drew Zingg : Electric guitar
Mitch Coen : Bass
Mike Frost : Fretless bass
Greg Jones : Bass
Todd Reynolds : Electric violin
Todd Turkisher : Drums
Gian DiMauro : Assistant engineer, Backup vocals
Nick DiMauro ; Assistant engineer, Backup vocals












Scotto Savit : Grunts
Stan Delman : Saxophone



All music and lyrics by :
John Tabacco and Meryl Mathews - except :

I COULD NEVER PLAY FOR KEEPS:
Music by : John Tabacco and Meryl Mathews
Lyrics by : John Tabacco, Meryl Mathews, Donna Bach-Heitner

TOO MANY WASTED NIGHTS, PEOPLE OF THE 90’s, CAN'T CHANGE THESE BLACK EYES TO BLUE :
Music and Lyrics by Meryl Mathews, Donna Bach- Heitner, John Tabacco

SATIN LIES :
Music by : John Tabacco, Meryl Mathews, Todd Turkisher
Lyrics by John Tabacco, Meryl Mathews

LAST DAYS :
Music by Meryl Mathews

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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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