Patience, my boy

by John Tabacco

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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?
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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!
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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
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Even Though 03:43
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!
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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!
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WHY? I DON’T KNOW All I want is you but all I see are complications It’s not like I can blow them off pretending that they simply don’t exist All I need is you but every turn is a reservation Why? - I don’t know Every time the world says yes I find some dumb excuse to shut us down I turn dark and hide When the opportunity arises to commit to you my love The words don’t connect with my eyes... All I want to do is live a peaceful life together Why, is that so hard? Why? I don’t know... I don’ t know!
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Surrender 03:06
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
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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...
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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
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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
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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
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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

 

 


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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
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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?
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D/C 01:59
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
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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...
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On It's Way 00:43
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
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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
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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…
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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.

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

credits

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

CD design © 2010 by Farben Fosfeen Artwerks
JT as a little boy - Photograph by Frank Tabacco
Re-colored imagining by Marty Serpico - 2020
JT as an old guy near a hay roll - Photograph by Susan DeVita
Clam Radio Logo by Arty Rukidin

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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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