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by John Tabacco

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about

This collection was recorded between 2015 - 2018.

2014 - 2016 left me to focus on other people's projects i.e. finishing up Susan DeVita's CD "Kama Sutra Rodeo", production and or mixing on Mark Hussey's CD "Iridescent Echoes", Jim Pastor's EP "Welcome To Purgatory", Debbie Jones (a few songs), Eric Block (vocals and co-writing), Eric Nichols ( a new song), singing for Swedish composer Hans Annellsson and various mastering and or mixing for Chris Toland, Alex Quinlan, Tom Gould and Jay Jii (a few EPs from him) to name a few. I was also busy playing with a tribute group called "Stealin' Dan" that unfortunately came to an abrupt end with the suicide of our lead guitarist. Not to mention taking care of my mom who's health has been deteriorating. Like the Gearhead Freaks once sang: "The world don't care it just keeps on tuning". I'm still turning.

This collection includes an old song from 1986 brought back from obscurity called "Safe Conservative Clothesure". What's different about this piece is the fact that it was produced by Grammy award winning musician, Bob Stander. It was by far the most expensive piece I've ever paid for. It was worth it of course on many levels, not the least of which the playing on it is quite excellent.

This CD is dedicated to Chiron Last (whoever he may be).

credits

released January 1, 2018

JT : Lead vocals, programming, guitar, bass, recording

Patricia Amendolia : Back ups on Nobody, Nobody Knows, If Creator

Scott Chasolin : Keyboards on Safe Conservative Clothesure

Susan DeVita : Back ups on Safe Conservative Clothesure.
"Hello" on You And Your Voice and Saturn, Moon, Matrix Distractions

Josh Dion : Drums on Safe Conservative Clothesure

Joe Gioglio : Electric guitar on Such Agendas and Metro People

Barry Hartglass : Bass on Nobody, Nobody Knows

Chris Marshak : Drums on If Creator

Mike Rufolo : Drums on Resistance Is Assistance

Nick Rufolo : Keyboard, Bass on Resistance Is Assistance

Bob Stander, Producer, engineer, bass and guitar on Safe Conservative Clothesure

Vinnie Zummo : Guitars on Nobody, Nobody Knows

Recorded, mixed and SA3 mastered at Suburban Hermit Studios II,
Stony Brook, NY

Cover art © 2017 by Farben Fosfeen Artwerks

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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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Track Name: Resistance Is Assistance
RESISTANCE IS ASSISTANCE

Can you hear it when it calls you
Can you feel it when it’s cold
Or when the darkness that surrounds you
Tries to make you feel all alone

Embrace the nothing that you came from
Quench the fear of the unknown
You have the answers deep inside you
As above so below

Resistance is assistance
You might not understand it right now
but if you give it some time
The gateway to ultimate freedom will open somehow
Track Name: Safe Conservative Clothesure
SAFE CONSERVATIVE CLOTHESURE

I wanna draw you out
I wanna wash away your false beliefs
Like someone’s arrogant mop
To rid that stale aroma
From your conservative clothesure
I’m that dowser rat who drowns all your lies
Safe conservative clothesure
Gonna set you free from mystical jive


I’m gonna tick you off
I’m gonna pinch a hole inside your soul
Amputate the preachers - redesign your inner features
‘till you’re clear of all those labels
In your conservative clothesure
I’m that drain-o drip that keeps you up nights
Safe conservative clothesure
Time to break the chains and take back your rights

I’m here to stay this is where I belong
To revive you from the coma you’re in
Make no mistake I was once where you are now
Anyhow...

I need to wake you up
I need to move you from the game show zone
You’ve been so green for so long
Gotta rip away the flags in your conservative clothesure
Like those tag sales out in Roosevelt Field
Safe conservative clothesure
Time to see those golden arches for real

I’m here to stay this is where I belong
To revive you from the coma you’re in
Make no mistake I won’t stop until you see - what I see!
No more conservative clothesure
Track Name: Nobody, Nobody Knows
NOBODY, NOBODY KNOWS


Rivers - taxi cabs for flowing life forms and emulsions
Rivers - taxi cabs for flowing garbage to the oceans
The seagull and all it’s mates
They come to gather by the dumpster crates
If a pizza box shows up - great,
They’ll have more plastic cheese to munch on
But is this something they should count on?

Well, Nobody, nobody knows
What the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody nobody knows
Would you care to speculate?
Nobody nobody knows but fate

Sunshine – reveals the floating pesticidal pollen
I’ve been coughin’
Sunshine - reveals the radiated skin cells on a dolphin
While a satellite watches you
We’re nothing more than human cellular phones

The mystery of what we do no longer hidden like a dog bone
Could be your name is on the next drone

Well, Nobody, nobody knows
what the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody, nobody knows would you care to flip a dime?
Nobody, nobody knows what the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody, nobody knows not I

Suspended belief - like the child hood stories of yesterday
No kind of relief sittin shiva when love ones pass away
The man behind the curtain was gone
The day his guessing games were sold to gypsy queens

(The gypsy queens…. Look into my crystal ball – you fools!)

Wave goodbye to the honey bee
Welcome the Fukushima folly parade
A world of absurdities to feed creations endless wedding
I wonder where the whole thing’s heading…

Well, Nobody, nobody knows
What the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody, nobody knows would you care to speculate?

Well, Nobody, nobody knows what the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody, nobody knows but fate

FATE!

Nobody, nobody knows etc…
Track Name: If Creator
IF CREATOR

You’ve been kicking 'round the same old street
Doing what you do best
You’ve been strutting to this simple beat
To the point of which there’s never a guess

But if that beat ever turns around
Or decides to slow on down
Will you be able to stay on track
Or will your core beliefs fall flat?

Well, If creator wants you to be dead
There’s no escape from the clutches from what it’ll do
If creator wants you to be fed
It’s gonna feed your habit

If the creator wants you to be dead
There’s no escape from the clutches and quid pro quo

All this time you waste with worry
Your muse will get fed
What’s your hurry?
Ahh… No need to sweat it

- (solo) -

'Cause if that beat ever turns around
Or decides to slow on down
Will you be able to stay on track
Or will your core beliefs fall flat?

Well, If creator wants you to be dead
There’s no escape from the clutches from what it’ll do
If creator wants you to be fed
It’s gonna feed your habit

But the creator wants you to be dead
There’s no escape from the clutches and quid pro quo

All this time you waste and worry
Your muse will get fed
What’s your hurry?
Ahh… No need to sweat it
Track Name: Choking On A Chickpea
CHOKING ON CHICK PEA

Turn on the radio listen to my song
It’s moving the airwaves in Stony Brook
Here’s the scenario - Hope it’s not too long
Grab your attention with a catchy hook
Couple of phrases that roll off the tongue
Nothing too heady just more or less fun
Fun?

Choking on a chick pea
It’s a long road to recovery
When your insides are torn

Choking on a chick pea
And it feels like an eternity
Like before you were born

Choking on a chick pea
It’s a long road to recovery
When your insides are torn


Turn on the radio listen to my song
I bribed the DJ - I paid him off
He said he’d dedicate it to the one I love
I hope your A.D.D can handle it
Nothing too wordy just a tinge of the blues
In and out one ear like yesterday’s news
News?

Choking on a chick pea
It’s a long road to recovery
When your insides are torn

Choking on a chick pea
And it feels like an eternity
Like before you were born


Choking on a chick pea
Like back when I was young and I could only get one station on the air at night
Before the break of dawn
Alright!

Choking on a chick pea
It’s a long road to recovery
When your insides are torn

Choking on a chick pea
And it feels like an eternity
Like before you were born
Track Name: I'm Not Satisfied
I’M NOT SATISFIED

The world keeps making fun of my lifestyle
Taunting me in front of my face
There’s nothing that I’d rather do now
Other than to break out and find a new place

But I don’t know where to go
A lock is on every door
I keep finding ants on my shoes
Distracting me from all the bad news and god awful truth

Well, I’m not satisfied no matter how I try
Not satisfied someone keeps stealing my dreams
I’m not satisfied
It’s so hard to believe that the end still justifies the means
I’m not satisfied no matter how I try
Not satisfied someone keeps stealing my dreams
I’m not satisfied
It’s so hard to believe that the end still justifies the means

I used to brush off obstacle losers
Blew them off like they weren’t there
I had myself a magnetic partner
Opposites who had an affair

But those days are gone for sure
Only shadows of what’s in store
Show me where my future will lie
In emptiness too deep to deny the god awful truth

I’m not satisfied no matter how I try
Not satisfied someone keeps stealing my dreams
I’m not satisfied
It’s so hard to believe that the end still justifies the means
I’m not satisfied no matter how I try
Not satisfied someone keeps stealing my dreams
I’m not satisfied
It’s so hard to believe that the end still justifies the means

So maybe I ought to ditch this life
Give up this pointless fight
Accept the negative that’s all around me
I wonder if my luck would change
Or maybe it would stay the same with ants on my shoes

I’m not satisfied no matter how I try
Not satisfied someone keeps stealing my dreams
I’m not satisfied
It’s so hard to believe that the end still justifies the means
I’m not satisfied no matter how I try
Not satisfied someone keeps stealing my dreams
I’m not satisfied
It’s so hard to believe that the end still justifies the means
Track Name: You And Your Voice
YOU AND YOUR VOICE

I don't like feeling depressed from waiting around, it's boring
And I'll tell you - I must confess I get pretty loud when I'm snoring
I don't like falling asleep at the wheel when there's things to be done
And I feel like a middle-aged creep whenever I'm out on a run

I could end it all - at least I think I could
But my temperament is such that I won't

Surprise surprise my cellphone rings
Surprise surprise
Surprise surprise my heart beat sings
A perfect distraction from this mood I am in

And all of sudden it's not boring
I feel energized and free
My life takes on a new meaning
These ups and down are what makes me be me

All because of you
You and your voice on the end of this phone

JT : "Hello".

SD : "Hello".
Track Name: You Would Be Surprised
YOU WOULD BE SURPRISED

She is so clear to me from six feet underground
Even though she is hard to see
She is where the best things are found

Wise guys sometimes wonder how she feels inside
Bright ideas can burn out fast
Even wisdom can't ponder all that she can hide

You would be surprised
You would be surprised

She is so dear to me
How crazy does that sound?
Laying down this burden of my dreams
Buried safely in this hallowed ground

Caustic glances can break your hardened point of view
Frustration is all that you feel
When you hear a voice ache, it's wrenching out of you
Out of You!

You would be surprised to find she loved you
You would be surprised to find she loved you
Track Name: Lately (Need Some New Sneakers)
LATELY (Need Some New Sneakers)

Lately I've been feeling down
Lately I've been so up tight
A wave of darkness came around
Pulled me from my inner light

And lately no one dares to call
Except this fleece of alcohol

Well I need some new sneakers these old ones have holes
Stepped in a puddle the other day
I need some new sneakers
I don't wanna crawl back home
alone
It's got to get better
Or I will cease to be

Lately I can't seem to choose
Lately all my options blow
I'd be happy just to lose
As long as it's a yes or a no

But lately no one calls me back
My only friend's this paper sack

I need some new reasons, the old one's got fried
Burned by a lover the other day
I need some new reasons
If I'm gonna stay alive
Survive
I hope it gets better
Or I will cease to be

Is it the A train or the Coltrane that can take me where I need to go?
Find my focus, find the purpose that drove me once - long ago

Ah, but lately no one wants to call
And I know it’s time to jump this wall

But I need some new sneakers these old ones have holes
Stepped in a puddle just the other day
And I need some new reasons if I’m gonna stay alive
Survive
I pray it gets better
Or I will cease to be

Lately
Track Name: Such Agendas
SUCH AGENDAS

I sing a song for the lovin’
You sing a song for the crown
I give up all my possessions
While you buy up whatever’s around

So we two are split as we try to make our way
Got no absolutes ‘cause it’s not for me to say

Such agendas take us where we believe there is truth - a good place
Such agendas takes us where we have solid roots and wear the same suits

I sing a song of discovery
You sing a song of despair
I’m out to make a recovery
You’re out to buy stock holder’s shares

So we two are split as we try to make our way
Got no absolutes ‘cause it’s not for me to say
Difference of opinions in ego fired space
Competition central that feeds the human race

Such agendas take us where we believe there is truth - a good place
Such agendas takes us where we have solid roots and wear the same suits
Such agendas take us where we believe there is truth - a good place

I used to think I was alone
Until I cleared the smoke and saw other people trying to live in peace
In a world of conquer and divide
When all we want to do is harmonize.

Such agendas take us where we believe there is truth - a good place
Such agendas takes us where we have solid roots and wear the same suits
Such agendas take us where we believe there is truth - a good place
Such agendas takes us where we have solid roots and wear the same suits
Track Name: Metro People
METRO PEOPLE

Don´t tell me we´re passengers only and travel for only a while.
I don´t wanna look lost and lonely
So I give them all a great big smile
Well let´s face it, we´re all on this track
But no one here is smiling back

Metro people,
Metro people, drones
Metro people,
Metro people on cellular phones

All of them in the lost and found - i often wonder: what could they do for me?
Please tell me there’s life after app - and texting is a passing fad
I don´t wanna be the only one who’s not married to his baby’s iPad
Well let´s face it, we´re all on this track - but if the power goes out
We’re all under attack

Metro people,
Metro people, clones
Metro people,
Metro people drones
With the living dead we shall go by the tube.
To feel trapped by the Borg in this invisible cube.
You handle it your way - I’ll handle it mine
Don’t worry about cameras they’re for your protection!
Here comes my train,I hear it’s rattling sound
I´m not defeated by this cold underground

I can handle it my way any city, any town
This kid ain’t Facebook bound to any…

Metro people,
Metro people, clones
Metro people,
Metro people drones
Track Name: Excerpt from Across the USA in a Red Suburu, 1986
Excerpts from “Across The USA In A Red Suburu, 1986”

JT : (getting out car)- If you only knew what we were looking at right now.
A little propane beater and a budget fly. I don’t know what that means
but there’s a lot of dead vehicles out here. And it looks like San ‘Berdino or something. It’s weird. Indians and people. Um um.

JT singing : Show me ‘round your fruitcakes!

ND : Show me ‘round your fruitcakes!

LT : It’s on the right lane one…

JT : I feel like an incubus.(laughs)

ND: What’s this called - this road?

JT / ND (laughs)

JT :’Scuse me sir… Hi.

Pedestrian : What’s up?

JT : What is this building?

Pedestrian : Here?

JT : Yeah, what is it?

Pedestrian : Football stadium.

JT : Oh, ok.

ND : Oh, it’s a football stadium.

JT : I was wonderin’.

Pedestrian : Football stadium.

JT : Thanks a lot.

ND : Weird fuckin’ guy.

JT : Look at that thing, oh… That’s a horror story.

ND : (laughs)

LT : (laughs)

JT : Its - It’s… I’m so tired. I could bleed now.

ND : (laughs)

JT : And not care.

ND : You got that running?

JT : It’s running.

ND : Ohum…

JT : It’s rabid.

ND : It’s rabid. Its… Look,your sister. I never saw your sister wanna leave a place.

LT : (laughs)

JT : She is so pissed off because I’m not, I’m not helpful.

ND : She’s like…

JT : I’m just like being a nuisance.

ND : No man. It’s not you anymore. She just knows. She realizes there’s no place she
can drive in this town that’s gonna be any good. Look at that…

JT : Take, take your jacket off.

ND : She’s steaming with anger

JT : Take your coat off.

ND : She’s teaming with madness.

JT : I’m hot.

ND : Now go…

JT : I’m disgusted. I wanna go back home (laughs)…
At least go to Seattle where (ND laughs) I know I can get some good grittle.

ND/JT : (laughs)

ND : He’s very tired.

JT : I’m tired. UM

ND : I’m (laughs)

JT : I’m maimed.

ND : I’m maimed.

JT : My brain has been maimed from Flagstaff.

ND : We went through Flagstaff.

JT : Flog-staff.

ND : We were all maimed.

JT : Don’t flog me any more. I give up. I give up.

ND : He said shouting.

JT : Here’s my dog. Here’s my keys. Take my…

ND : Sandwich.

JT : Take my strawberry Louise sandwich.

ND : (laughs)

JT : Where are we?

ND : We need ice cream.

JT : This reminds me of the days…

ND : Did you hear him.(laughs) Where, where are we?

JT : (laughs) I’m , I’m beat!

JT / ND / LT (laughs)

ND : Phoenix!

JT : Maybe we could just ask these people to take us in and wash us down.

ND : Please could you wash me?

LT / JT : (laughs)

ND : Please. (laughs) You could wash my testicles.

JT : Please wash me with those baby tongues.

ND : Oh shi… (laughs)

JT :This town needs a big tetnus shot.

ND : (laughs)

JT : What a bad ass town.

(“You May End Up In Wyandanch” chords play here)
Track Name: Saturn, Moon, Matrix Distractions
SATURN, MOON, MATRIX DISTRACTIONS

Born between the plasma sun and holy Matrix
Grown inside an iPod one - the stealthy basics
Sacrifice a soulful lamb, toast ye rib old Son of Sam
Even if your conscious tells you no
The Saturn cube transmits the show – here

Flash - you’re on Zulu time here’s your decoder
Rings the big crystal sines that follow orders
Take a bite the apple’s fine – the DNA – the human spine
The colors of the rainbow tribes
Way before the moon was aligned here

Now you smell like your dad how did this happen?
Last ya looked you’re on a slab cut like a pumpkin
Souls are tough - they can’t be forced
A fable is their last resort
To trick you in to seeing the Christ

A promise for an everlasting life is a lie!
Unless you take control of your self
Unless you take control of your self
There’s a taxi waiting - There’s a taxi waiting
Unless you take control of your self
Unless you take control of your self
There’s a taxi waiting-There’s a taxi waiting in a cave!

DISTRACTIONS!…

86 the old duality - escape the prison
Sans the ego id the recipe that makes decisions
Eons of the same routine dissuade you from neutrality
The perfect place to swing and sway at will
Ain’t it time that you get your pill of freedom?!
Track Name: What A Wonderful World
What A Wonderful World (JT parody lyrics)

JT :
Resistance is assistance and neutrality is a gift.

I see streams of sludge, dead fishes too
Nuclear waste - oil under my shoes
And I think to myself what a messed up world

I see chem-trail skies - military drones
But few are looking up - most stare at their phones
And I think to myself what a screwed up world

The colors of the rainbows add to the disguise
Of this matrix illusion so few do realize
And the worst of it is the day - the day that you die
You’re recycled again and again to feed those evil alien guys

Ah, to feed those aliens guys
They thrive off conquer and divide
In the moon's where they reside
(and they're looking at you every single moment)

External saviors won’t save you from sin
That’s just a ploy to make you wanna come in
But don’t go into the light
It’s tempting I know
You can avoid it
The power’s in your soul

I see hatred and disease and all types of crime
Even love’s a bargain when you’re ego needs a ride
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Ah yes, I think to myself: I can't wait to be free

I can't wait to be free
No more duality
Where time does not exist
And you don't need any money
What no money?
Imagine that...

(poor freak)
Track Name: Nature Asks Nothing Of Us, But "They" Do
NATURE ASKS NOTHING OF US, BUT "THEY" DO

I feel guilty - I don't know why
I feel guilty - I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why

I feel cheated - I don't know why
I feel cheated - I don't know why

I don't know why
I don't know why

Since I came out crying
Since the day they plugged me in

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