Patience, my boy

by John Tabacco

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about

All the music in this collection was recorded pretty much around the same time starting in early 2008. By 2010 all the tracks were complete. I had dreams about making this a three CD set and calling it "Clam Radio". The title derived from the eclectic radio show Susan DeVita and I host bi-weekly on WUSB 90.1 FM, Stony Brook, NY. I felt the continuity between the songs musically and lyrically were very obvious and the summation of all my work up to this point made for a great ending to another musical chapter. Unfortunately, there were certain limitations to putting out multiple discs in regards to the rules of the digital retailers. Details became very convoluted, and costly, so I opted for making separate CDs of this material. This was the first of three. The other two being "Gaga Over The S.O.P" and "Artifacts For The Dubious Cloud".

"Patience, my boy" was recorded at my cheap home studio in Stony Brook, NY. Some collaborations with singer songwriter Susan DeVita are evident here. In fact, her CD "Something Good" was recorded around the same time as these pieces at my studio and thus a lot of continuity can be found between my work and hers.

Enjoy,

JT

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released March 31, 2015

Recorded, Mixed, Edited, and SA3 Mastered by John Tabacco at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY

JT : Lead vocals, Drums, Bass, Guitar, Programming
Susan DeVita : Background vocals
Anthony Pomes : Guitar, Bass
Peter Kearns : Vocals, Keyboard, Programming
Joe Gioglio : Electric guitar
Steve Briody : Electric guitar
Jewel In The Heart Kayne : Electric guitar

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John Tabacco Stony Brook, New York

John Tabacco is a composer, singer-songwriter, producer, recording engineer, and graphic 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: Clam Radio (Theme)
CLAM RADIO (Theme)

Comin' to ya from Long Island Sound
Where the hippest music can be found
Like a buried treasure underground
Clam Radio

On the ocean floor and having fun
Spinnin' tunes since 1961
Getting absolutely nothing done
Clam Radio

Air waves
Sound waves
From under the real waves
Clam Radio
Clam Radio
Clam Radio
Can ya dig it?
Track Name: Melissa Slip 17
MELISSA SLIP 17

The shake and wiggle took me by surprise
Oh Yeah oh Yeah
The sexy giggle sent my stick into drive
Oh Yeah oh Yeah
Just like a blast from a plutonium bomb
I radiated to pieces
This was no dream this was a shot in the arm
And the vaccination made me see stars

Melissa Slip 17 - I bet ya don’t know what I mean
Melissa Slip 17 - She turn yer rotten apple green

She’ll goose you up when you are bored to tears
Oh Yeah oh yeah
She’ll kama sutra like a tool from Sears™
You’re the a-frame for a propane beater!
She’ll spit you out and make your best friend cry
with a fit of the envies
Just catch a glance of her magnesium eyes
and they’ll burn a bright hole in your soul

Melissa Slip 17 - I bet ya don’t know what I mean
Melissa Slip 17 - She’ll turn yer rotten apple green
Melissa Slip 17 from nowhere here
On Earth my dear
Melissa Slip 17!

She’s got a whisper that can bend your knees
Oh Yeah oh yeah
Remote control ya anytime she please
Oh Yeah oh yeah
Make no mistake you’re gonna pay for her sins
It’s the new inquisition
But you won’t mind because the pain from within
is like a power surge straight to your heart!

Melissa Slip 17 - I bet ya don’t know what I mean
Melissa Slip 17 - She’ll turn yer rotten apple green
Melissa Slip 17 from nowhere here
On Earth my dear
Melissa Slip 17

Twice a week she’s a scuba freak tour guide in Lahaina
Then by night she’s - a - serving you shrimp
on the finest of china
No one knows who she is in between
Well that’s Melissa Slip 17!
Track Name: Meet The Priest At Midnight
MEET THE PRIEST AT MIDNIGHT

He’s movin’ back to El-Lay with the heat
To stimulate some bizness in the street
Word’ll hit the pavement – doctors, lawyers
Yeah, they’ll all come around
'Cause when it comes to candy, money’s easily found

Yup

He’ll work behind an alley in discreet
Disciple freaks will rally at his feet
Tradin’ smoke in limbo
Chewin’ off the old confessional rag
Got plenty mumbo-jumbo in his little white bag oh oh oh

Well, meet the priest at midnight he’ll have some for you
Look him up
He’s under “B” for blue light
show you what to do
Feed the beast by daylight
Lose your will one way or another
‘Cause as you live as his possession
The man collects on your obsession

Could never sell a straight path to a kid
Religious things don’t matter - never did
They just want it easy
roll it over never let it un-twine
He provides the vision that will keep’em all blind and that’s just fine….

Well, meet the priest at midnight he’ll have some for you
Look him up
He’s under “B” for blue light
show you what to do
Feed the beast by daylight
Lose your will one way or another
‘Cause as you live as his possession
The man collects on your obsession
Track Name: Even Though
Words and Music © 2010 by John Tabacco
Published by It Iz What It Iz Music (SESAC)
lyrics
EVEN THOUGH

Am
Even though you’re not a river - you flow through my veins each day
Am E
Even though you’re not a prophet - I hang on each word you say
Am Dm
You’re not the kind of lover who needs my lovin’ but you love to tease me anyway
Am E7 Am
Even though you’re not river – you flow through my veins

Even though I look repulsive still you let me in your sight
Even though you’re not explosive you’re movement’s like dynamite
Even though sometimes you talk in tongues
The sounds you make are far from trite
Even though you hate me baby – that’s alright

G C
Every time I think of what you mean to me
E Am Am/G
I draw a blank cause there are no words to be found
F7 C
Everything about you is a mystery
B dim7 E7
LIke I’m alone tonight and you are not around

(solo) Am E Dm etc…

Am
Even though you’re not a prophet - I hang on each word you say

Am E
Even though you’re not a river - you flow through my veins each day

Am Dm
Even though sometimes you shoot me down - Getting it up feels ok .(It does)
Am E7 Am
Even though you’re not a river you flow thru my veins...

Can’t get away!
Track Name: Stone Cold Dreamers
STONE COLD DREAMERS

You and I are stone cold dreamers - that is what we are
And you and I are stone cold schemers driving in my car
You and I are always having fun in all kinds of weather
You and I like cattle on the run in serious leather

You and I are stone cold dreamers so we don’t give up
To hell with all the non believers drinking from our cup
You and I will always find a way to keep it together
You and I will never go astray - the world should know better

You and I are stone cold dreamers
You and I are stone cold
You and I we share a fever
That’s how it is inside a stone cold life

You and I are stone cold dreamers that is what we are
You and I are stone cold schemers reaching for the stars
You and I have always been around - the longer the better
You and I like clams way underground or birds of a feather...
Birds of a feather?
Oh, Christ!
Track Name: Surrender
SURRENDER

I tore your heart away like Colorforms™
(Maybe you’re angry)
I swear I’ll never do that anymore
(Maybe you worry)
I know you ‘re thinking and I try to catch your breath
Come lay beside me in the moments we have left

Surrender Surrender Surrender
You have the power of Surrender

I wrapped your secrets up in cellophane
(Friends have been talking)
Sometimes I slip up when I speak your name
(They think that I’m joking)
I know you ‘re drinking and I try to catch your breath
Come lay beside me in the moments we have left

Surrender Surrender Surrender
You have the power of Surrender

We were once connected like a moth drawn to a flame
But that flame is now a flicker only memories remain
I don’t care...

Surrender Surrender Surrender
We have the power of Surrender
Surrender Surrender Surrender
Give us the power of Surrender
Track Name: The Perfect Marriage / Off To Wasselette (Sound Advice For Joan)
An instrumental track for this (slightly altered in melody) actually ended up on a CD collection called "20 Burnt Weeny Sandwiches". It was a tribute to the music found on Frank Zappa's classic record "Burnt Weeny Sandwich".

THE PERFECT MARRIAGE

Yes is just a means to no
Stop could not exist without it's rival go
And you and I will rock and roll
Until the lives we have turn in their mortal souls

Everything is like the perfect marriage
Suppose it's always been that way
Perfect by design just like the horse and carriage
So entwined…
Like night is to day

The present needs the future past
Nonsense needs some logic to keep up the flag
And salutations never last because the goodbye look
is right behind it's ass

Everything is like the perfect marriage
Suppose it's always been that way
Perfect by design just like the horse and carriage
So entwined…
Like night is to day



OFF TO WASSELETTE (Sound Advice For Joan)

Know, there are ways to fly
Through any dimension of space and time
Forces around you make it hard to decide
But you’ll get some help from a destiny child

Deep oceans of heavy karma
projecting the films of your past
Do you remember when life was so simple
Once you untied yourself from the mast...
Track Name: You May Never Understand
YOU MAY NEVER UNDERSTAND


C/F B/G D/ B
You may never understand a thing about me

C/F B/G B /F
You may never get a grasp of who I am

C/F B/G D/ B
You may never understand the moves I’m making

C/F B/G B maj.7/E
Safe to say you do not fit into my plans

Gm7 B 13
My only advice for you is to hang it up

E D79
Find another angle closer to home

Gm7 B 13
How ‘bout a twenty four hour marathon

Em6 F maj.74
of The PRISONER, that should keep you stoned!

You may never understand the flag I’m waving
You may never understand my past
You may never understand the words I’m saying
But I tell you now – that they won’t be my last

I think it’s time for you to pack it up
Take your mirror and your table for two
You love to talk in legal circles anyway
Less logistics when the one to get screwed is you
Track Name: Triple D Virus & Gray Goo Comin' To Getcha
GRAY GOO

Triple D a bad little virus
Triple D it’s wrath is upon us
Triple D sneaks right up behind us
Triple D will easily blind us

Triple D a smart little virus
Triple D knows right where to bite us
Triple D call me an alarmist
But triple D ain’t no sweet Miley Cyrus

Gray Goo coming to get ya
Gray Goo gonna infect ya
Gray Goo is sure to up set ya
And knock the techno world on it’s ass
Gray Goo a Hannibal Lecta - patient like a time bomb

Triple D a bad little virus
Triple D knows right where to find us
Triple D it’s wrath is upon us
Triple D call me an alarmist
But triple D ain’t no sweet Miley Cyrus

Gray Goo coming to get ya
Gray Goo gonna infect ya
Gray Goo is sure to up set ya
‘Cause everything you did ya gonna lose
Gray Goo a Hannibal Lecta... gonna eat another drive!

Save yourself the trouble of roundin’ up ya bubbles
Can’t you see the cleansing banquet’s too late?
Shoulda thought it sooner before it spread the tumor,
which is looking more and more like our fate
We were told many years ago
not to put all our eggs in one place
Behold, there’s no solution
We reach the one conclusion that life...
may not escape cyber space
Track Name: Kind Of Relief
KIND OF RELIEF

All of the problems from day to day
spinnin’ ‘round in the milky way
making you dizzy to your shoes...
It’s not easy to make it everyday on your own
It’s not easy but you don’t have to do it alone

The kind of relief that you need each day
is not as hard as it seems
The kind of relief that you need each day is love

All of the dreams that you’ve given up
spin around in your coffee cup
Spiraling visions toward the blues
It’s not easy to smile when you’re cryin’ inside
It’s not easy until you put all your defenses aside

The kind of relief that you need each day
is not as hard as it seems
The kind of relief that you need each day is love

The kind of relief that you need each day
is not as hard as it seems
The kind of relief that you need each day is love
The kind of relief that you need each day
is not as hard as it seems
The kind of relief that will come your way is love

It's like something that I read
It's like something someone said
"Honey from above."
Heard it on the radio
very very long ago,
“All you need is love”....

It's not easy to make it everyday on your own
It's not easy but you don’t have to do it alone

The kind of relief that you need each day
is not as hard as it seems
The kind of relief that you need each day is love
The kind of relief that you need each day
is not as hard as it seems
The kind of relief that will come your way is love etc...

180 sheets of love
180 sheets
Track Name: Dalai Lama Town
DALAI LAMA TOWN

Wait around for years or search a lifetime

The perfect punch line may never hit you back

The joke is that each moment is for living

Until the writer types “fade to black” 


From sun to moon

The sky is there
It never takes a bow

From night to noon

The big affair
Is rockin’ whether you are around


Movin’ down thru Dalai Lama Town
 (Dalai Lama Town)

Hoping to find my reality way beyond the clouds

Movin’ down – my last decision – leave my past behind

Sikh in Dalai Lama Town

Dalai Lama town


To question is the best of all religions

Surprised as pigeons when they finally hit the fan

That’s when we need a dose of Instant Karma

To free the farmer from a field of sand 


From sun to moon
The sky is there

It never takes a bow

From night to noon

The whole affair
Is rockin’ whether you are around


Movin’ down thru Dalai Lama Town
 (Dalai Lama Town
)
Hoping to find my reality way beyond the clouds

Movin’ down – my last decision – leave my past behind

Sikh in Dalai Lama Town

Or some exotic phrase that means the same



Crush all boxes 

Don’t play the fool

Everything you think – you "am" 

Tell the bastard trying to keep you a slave

That you’ve got other plans

From sun to moon

The sky is there

It never takes a bow

From night to noon

The whole affair
Is rockin’ whether you are around



Movin’ down thru Dalai Lama Town
 (Dalai Lama Town)

Hoping to find my reality way beyond the ground

Movin’ down – my last decision – leave my past behind

Sikh in Dalai Lama Town

Where dunderheads and wise men pray in line

They say it makes a difference when ya die



That remains to be seen

That remains to be seen

That remains to be seen

That remains to be seen

That remains to be seen

 

 


Track Name: When You're Right, You're Right
WHEN YOU'RE RIGHT, YOU'RE RIGHT

I always think the universe is out to get me - get me bad
I bang my head – it’s never ending
You always told me that I live my life like someone picking scabs
I never give them time for healing

When you’re right you’re right
And there is nothing I can do about it
When you’re right you’re right
So Simple
Embrace each day
Until that day is through

I always worry that the worst of it is right around the bend
I live in fear of a disaster
Your passive wisdom sometimes sneaks it’s way into my inner ear
But still I grimace – what a loser

When you’re right you’re right
There is nothing I can do about it
I can fight the fight
But all I end up is more aggravated
When you’re right you’re right
So Simple
Embrace each day
Until that day is through


When you’re right you’re right
The road signs - I refuse to follow
When you’re right you’re right
My decisions based on pride are so hard to swallow when I’m wrong
Go ‘head Blame me
What I do is meant to be
But just maybe… that could change

(Gioglio guitar solo)

When you’re right you’re right
There is nothing I can do about it
I can fight the fight
But all I end up is more aggravated
When you’re right you’re right
There is nothing I can do about it
When you’re right you’re right
So Simple
Embrace each day
Until that day is through
Track Name: Make It Rain Over Easy (Attempt #5)
MAKE IT RAIN OVER EASY (Attempt 5)

You say you have no reason
No reason to share your fears
No one can comprehend the…
The kind of words that you want to hear
You insist – you insist that the rainbows are black and white
You resist – you resist me – oh why make a fight?
You oughta make it rain over easy
Make it rain over now
Make it rain over easy
Won’t you let it out - won’t you let it out

Now I used to hide and fake it
Kept back my lonely tears
Thought like nobody mattered
Lived empty for so many years

I was sure
I was sure that the rainbows were blac & white
‘Till I saw
‘Till I saw through the shade in my life

Make it rain over easy
Make it rain over now
Make it rain over easy won’t you let it down?
You oughta make it rain over easy
Let the tears drops down
Make it rain over easy
Won’t you let it out

Some may say it’s bull (I hear them say)
I say it’s not (I know it’s not true)
To release all your pain (To release pain)
Will usher in the love
LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE

Make it rain over easy
Make it rain over now
Make it rain over easy won’t you let it down
You oughta make it rain over easy
Let the tears drops down
Make it rain over easy
Won’t you let it out?
Track Name: D/C
D/C

What is this chord that makes me cry when it goes by in a song?
It’s a D over a C chord
But it’s much more to me
It’s the sound of a world where I used to be
Forgotten memories recorded in my D - N - A
It’s a D over a C chord
To which I pray each day

Not sure I understand it
But it leaves me hanging for more
That D over C chord welcomes me in
But does not give me access
through the door
D over C
D over C
Release me
Release me
Release me once more
Track Name: Anybody's Guess
ANYBODY'S GUESS

The orange METS™ T-Shirt from 1969
Is now a grease rag in my truck
Like all the precious things I used to say
I couldn’t live without
Turns out that I was wrong
‘Cause life went on
Beyond the attic door

A loved one near to me
Just passed away last week
I cried and no one wiped my tears
But soon they dried up
as my clock rang off into another day
Plans were made like they’d been made before
Beyond my bedroom door

Well, it’s anybody’s guess where we’re going
It’s anybody’s guess what will be
Like a crap shoot that always keeps on rollin’
Inside this God machine
Powered by an endless dream...
Well maybe - maybe...

And all the science that we feebly figure out
Unlocks more questions than is fair
But as for me I’ve given up the quest for the holy grail
I’m just grateful if my bones don’t hurt today
And all these swollen bills are paid

Well, it’s anybody’s guess where we’re going
It’s anybody’s guess where we’ll be
Is it all a random mess forever growin’
Through the emptiness of space and in between?
Well, it’s anybody’s guess where we’re going
It’s anybody’s guess what will be
Like a crap shoot that always keeps on rollin’
inside this God machine
Powered by an endless dream - or something...
Track Name: On It's Way
EVERYTHING IS ON IT'S WAY

Everything is on it’s way somewhere in space
Everything is on it’s way somewhere in space
All the answers that we seek will someday be revealed
‘Cause everything is on it’s way
Of this I believe is sealed
Track Name: Everybody Someday / Creedo
EVERYBODY SOMEDAY

Everybody cries
Everybody cries some day
And everybody lies
Sometimes you have to live that way

Everybody wants to find a place in the sun
And make decisions on our own
Simplify the situations - go your own speed
And plunge into the great unknown

Everybody dies
Everybody dies some day
You might be asking why
I guess that’s not for me to say

Gotta face the facts that every moment’s a gift
No returns if it’s not fun
The only real solution to the problems at hand
Is knowing that the end will come



CREEDO

To my father I’m a worthless bum who has no right to rest
To my mother I’m confusing mess encased in selfishness
To my sister I’m a reason to come home and be depressed
To my dog I’m just a psycho who’s motives can’t be guessed
To the young girls I’m a pervert who is desperate for ass
To the elders I’m that weirdo who pisses on their grass
To the bosses I’m the perfect fool to take advantage of
To the lowest form of church I’m just another freak to love
To my friends I’m just a joker who is caught up in my head
To my music I’m the creator of a race already dead
And to all the other creatures who have walked into my hell
I’m easily forgettable and probably just as well
Track Name: Tritone's "Hello" / Ungleeful
TRITONE'S HELLO / UNGLEEFUL

You and I … we used to be invisible
Until the spies came knocking on our door
Hello… is there anybody in there?
Hello… guess it’s time to ditch this scene

You and I … We used to be divisible
Like one and five, we always had our own
Well hello… is there anybody out there?
Hello, is there any place to hide?

Just when I thought we had it going on
They busted up our ride
Made me forget the waves of happiness we used to have inside

You and I … We used to be invincible
But then I died and left you on your own
Well hello is there anybody out there
Hello is there anyone who hears?

My Hello…
Track Name: In The Land Of Wasselette
IN THE LAND OF WASSELETTE

In the land of Wasselette there was a lonely highway. And on that highway lay a tiny giant. And above the highway were haunted milk stained curtains. So milk stained that no child raised to grow his own telescope could penetrate it’s curtainology.

But one afternoon the tiny giant awoke from a sudden slumber and as he yawned into the sky his foul breath parted the haunted milk stained curtains and shards of Tiffany colored glass fell upon him. He continued to look upwards towards the sky even though his punctured skin began to bleed on to the highway. Alas, all he could see now was a thick layer of dull empty darkness peeking behind the curtains. And this made his soul cry. With confirmed resignation the tiny giant aligned himself with the north breeze and proceeded to hip-hop down the lonely highway to his eventual grave-site which was already in progress.