Straight From The Truancy Genes

by John Tabacco

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This is the second CD culled from what was originally titled "Thermoil Chapter 2".

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released September 9, 2014

Recorded, edited and mixed by John Tabacco at Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY circa : 1992 - 2003
* Recorded and Mixed : Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY, circa 2006 - 13
** Recorded in 2005 at President Street Studios, Centerport, NY
SA3 Mastering by JT
Cover photo : "JT in Staten Island" by Eric Weaver
Art design by Farben Fosfeen Artwerks

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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: Star Smile Strong
STAR SMILE STRONG

Smokes and glossy idols like the titles of a wave
Smash with planned abandon drawing pigeon popcorn slaves
Plaid Formica run ways stop the o.j. from seeping down
Coffee pot parables bring out the cannibals in us
Get on the bus

It’s time to leave and search for a better way
Amputate the old and gray and blue
Find room to breathe as pure as an icicle
Remember Danny’s tricycle of truth
Star, Smile, Strong!

Bells and whistle folly, here’s to the garni du jour
Eat your velvet Elvis in his studded white decor
Re-run dreams of Jeanie
still make your Beany - Cecil sore
Sissy bar, black tube lights, high school gown full of mites and dust
Gotta get on the bus ‘cause

It’s time to leave and search for a better way
Amputate the old and gray and blue
Find room to breathe as pure as an icicle
Remember Danny’s tricycle of truth
Star, Smile, Strong!

(Pompous movie theatre music - and then suddenly...)

Mr. Trailor :
Get out the popcorn!

Meryl Mathews sings:

I love the beach in Bikinicom
My heart is pounding like the waves in the ocean
Hot times in Bikinicom
Where all the guys and girls cause a commotion
Bikinicom open up and take me away
Bikinicom open up I wish I could stay
I wish I could stay
Stay all day

Baby won’t you take me for a...
Track Name: A Piece Of Cherry Pie
A PIECE OF CHERRY PIE

Went to his doctor just the other day
Clean bill of health for this D.O.A
But something’s burnin’ like a bullet hole
He wakes up crazy and aches and moans
He’s in a state where he spends too much time on his own
He needs a reason...

That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie
A piece can bring a smile to this sad and lonely guy
Needs a piece of cherry pie

Don’t try to talk to him ‘cause he’s like Jupiter on Mars
But underneath the skin a child cryin’ out
His deepest fears exposed
They could bring an airplane down
And he won’t be happy till his emptiness has been drowned and he finds a reason...

That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie
A piece can bring a smile to this sad and lonely guy
That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie
That’s what he needs to function on this roller coaster ride
Needs a piece of cherry pie
Needs it bad - Needs it bad

Well he won’t take your money
He’s got better things to do with his time
He won’t take your wisdom
No, all he wants is a piece from nature’s divine
And he wants it now!

That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie
A piece can bring a smile to this sad and lonely guy
That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie
That’s what he needs to function on this roller coaster ride
Needs a piece of cherry pie
Track Name: Feelin' Sick, Feelin' Old
FEELIN’ SICK FEELIN’ OLD

Feelin’ sick, feelin’ old
Lousy from this ugly cold
I know I’m nothin’ to behold
And my toes are full of mold
Every time I cut my skin
The mark it leaves is less than thin
Seems I’ve grown another chin
But my beard could use a trim

Happy old year baby - have another drink on me
Happy new year baby - plug in the fiber optic Xmas tree

Over weight under paid - not a chance of gettin’ laid
I could rain on your parade - if i shot some lemonade
Money comes and money parts
Wish i didn’t have to fart
Eat a cheese - clog a heart
Come and watch me fall apart

Happy old year baby - have another drink on me
Happy new year baby - plug in the fiber optic xmas tree

Can’t afford these doctor bills and my cat ate all my pills
If you like the winter chills medicine could give you thrills
Gotta lose this nasty cough
Wish that I could turn it off
But I’m a loser - I don’t care - death to me
electric chair...

(Honest to god sneezing goes here...)

JT back in 1979 :
If the city has ya cooped up and you need a place to get away from the stress and strain...
JT’s subconscious :
Oh no you don’t - gimmie that guitar!
JT :
Shucks I forgot
JT’s subconscious :
Stupid Corn face!
Track Name: How About A...
HOW’ BOUT A

How ‘bout a Yodels™
How ‘bout a roll
How ‘bout two egg whites without any pepper
How ‘bout a muffin’, fresh from the stove
That would be $21.74 total
How ‘bout a burger
How ‘bout a shake
How ‘bout a Dagwood without any mayo
How ‘bout a salad
How ‘bout a steak
That would be $42.74 total

Got no food stamps baby and these coupons are out of date
Got no food stamps baby

Imaginary FST announcer on an old TV set :
Surrounded by super-sized, quintuple smooth, dark chocolate cheese nightmare. And inside it’s obesely delicious.
That’s Stent Brothers Heart Attack Deli -
We deliver.

I’m hungry. I’m hungry. Feed me now!

How ‘bout a bagel
How ‘bout a water
How ‘bout a pizza (hold the anchovies)
How ‘bout a Slurpy™
How ‘bout my daughter
That would be $86.74 total

Got no food stamps baby
and these coupons are out of date
Got no food stamps baby

Good Christ I’m hungry! Yes, I’m hungry.
Fat and soft and American and hungry.
We’re all hungry so let’s eat! LET’S EAT
(eat it raw - eat it raw - eat it raw)

Nick DiMauro and JT on P.I. trip in 1994 :
Just when I thought it was safe to shut up my hair started to bleed again in public. Very depressingly and cataclysmic ally reforming myself into an energy field involuntarily suggesting that I become part of the system. Just as I thought I was free to bend myself into the light beams of justice the sun came forth and "erasipated" my menstrual cycle causing me to punish myself.
Track Name: I Wish I Could Stay
I WISH I COULD STAY

Many times you’ve been stranded here
And the water gets too high
But it’s time you give up the ghost
it’s time to fly

I wish I could stay - stay all day
I wish I could stay - stay all day
I wish I could

Many ships will have traveled here
in the name of many Gods
But it’s time to re-think the quest
And even out the odds

I wish I could stay - stay all day
I wish I could stay - stay all day
I wish I could

The Doctor is in :
Hello. I do not randomly test for neutralizing antibodies.
I would not initiate therapy. As long as I am comfortable about the diagnosis of MS immunose specificity of gliterama acite because they sometimes lose track by sensory disturbances and immunologic disturbances of cerebral spinal fluid...
In simple terms : The bottom line is the hard data.

ylf ot emit s’ti
tsohg eht pu evig uoy emit s’ti tuB
hgih oot steg retsw eht dnA
ereh dednarts neeb ev’uoy semit ynaM

I wish I could stay - stay all day
I wish I could stay - stay all day
I wish I could stay - stay all day

The Doctor is in :
Yes, hello? Frankly however, history of multiple attacks I would not initiate therapy. In simple terms : interferon beta 1a the most convenient it makes sense to prescribe this agent.
Makes it attractive. Post infectious insephlimyolitus,
Preferable quality of life. Really needle phobic. Yes, hello.
Track Name: Snot Collection (2000) / Xeno Jammin'
SNOT COLLECTION

(phlegm bow, spat poop)
(Cora’s such a wet drip - we buy Kleenex™ etc...)

Snot is in the season
The season to be snotty again
Snot is just the reason
A time we get to pick our old friends
Wouldja like to see my snot collection?
Wouldja like to see my snot rejections?
Wouldja like to see my snot collection?
Wouldja like to see my snot infections?
Well, for Christmas could I be your boogie man!

Snot is in a bubble
Snot is on your torn up jeans
Snot is on a pinwheel
Full of hair and lovely green

Flung across late at night
Carpet hides that stale delight
In with your sleep dirt
Smudged on yer T-shirt
Well for Christmas could I be your boogie man!
(day-yupe, day-yupe)
I saw ya stickin’ it under the table in the yard for POOTS!
Track Name: Wordin'airely / I'm Better Than You Are
WORDIN'ARIELY / I'M BETTER THAN YOU ARE

GD as our waiter :
Geiger counter culture and it’s reluctance to wear foreskin umbrellas. Stravinsky back up straps.
Out of transit celery markers and legitimate Sigmund Freud toast. Enjoy.

How would you ever get along with me?
How could we ever stand to be in the same room?
We don’t think alike
We don’t smell alike
We don’t even share a name
But if you need to ask me a question
That could be arranged

‘Cause I’m better than you are
I’m a much more evolved person
And I can sympathize with your ignorance
I was once where you are
‘Cause I’m better than you are
I’m a much more divine person
And I can change the course of your history
I’m a super sonic humanoid
A much finer breed than you.
A much finer breed than you

Now you may ask yourself
How can I reach this level of perfection?
Well, you can’t. You’re destine to be a loser
Maybe in the next life you’ll get it right

‘Till then, I’m better than you are
I’m a much more evolved person
And I can sympathize with your ignorance
I was once where you are
‘Cause I’m better than you are
I’m a much more divine person
And I can change the course of your history
I’m a super sonic humanoid
A much finer breed than you
Than you.
Track Name: I'm Sure You Care
He’s innocent. He’s innocent.
I swear ta God he’s innocent.

I’M SURE YOU CARE

Karma will have you...

I’m sure you care
I’m sure you think everything’s alright
Even though you see your whole world crumble
You wrote us off the day we asked ya for a bite
You watched us rot and take the tumble

Well you were never one for tears
Only catalyst for fears and controlling everyone
Yeah you could send us up to space
With a lie so deeply laced with hopes and dreams
we carried as if we took the plunge and married

Well don’t be afraid of thunder
No, it’s not a sign
It’s just the sound of a rifle
And don’t be afraid to wonder
Who’s behind your back
Karma will have you

The spell you cast
The spell you’ve woven in our souls
have kept us medicated zombies
We got no freedom
Every move is on parole
We just eat the shit you’re serving

Someday you’ll slip, you’ll miss a beat
and you’ll lose a blink and in that time
we’ll be good to go
We’ll make a move so quick
you’ll never know what hit
But when it does they’ll be no words forgiven
You’ll be among the living
So don’t be afraid of thunder
No, it’s not a sign
It’s just the sound of a rifle
Don’t be afraid to wonder
Who’s behind your back
This karma will stab you

Don’t be afraid of thunder
No, it’s not a sign
It’s just the sound of a rifle
Don’t be afraid to wonder
Who’s behind your back
Karma will have you

Gonna have a heart attack!
Gonna getcha in your back
When you least expect it
You will be infected
And the “only One” will save you

I know nobody cares and that’s the way it is
And it will always be like that I’m sure you know
But precious gifts they come in threes
And behind your eyes you’ll see that everyone still hates you
Until they masturbate you out
Out! Oh No!

Don’t be afraid of thunder
No, it’s not a sign
It’s just the sound of a rifle
Don’t be afraid to wonder
Who’s behind your back
Karma will have you

Don’t be afraid of thunder
No, it’s not a sign
It’s just the sound of a rifle
Don’t be afraid to wonder
Who’s behind your back
Karma will have you
Track Name: Pre Old Age And Hard Ways
PRE-OLD AGE, HARD WAYS
(an cute instrumental that pre dates the song
There’s A Hole In the City by about eight years.

Cold Days - Hard Ways - I don’t care
I don’t feel like crying etc...
Track Name: Old Age Hard Ways
OLD AGE, HARD WAYS


Q.R.D :
Well folks as you can see for yourself
the way this CD is progressing :
TIME IS AN INFLICTION

You’ve let me down so many times before
Just when the going got real tough
Left me high and dry with nothing more
than patent promises of fluff
One day you’ll wake up and you’ll miss me
and you’ll wonder where I’ve gone
By then it’s too late, I’m in heaven
Much too happy to feel crappy

Well, old age - hard ways
Over here there’s no need for crying
Old age - hard ways, just relax we all end up dying

Ain’t no use to dwell on right and wrong
I’ve learned my lesson in your hell
The only truth that’s worth believing in
is the one you live to tell
Someday you’ll wake up from a nightmare
and you’ll wish I was around
By then it’s too late, I’m in heaven
laughing at your staid existence

Well, old age - hard ways
Over here there’s no need for crying
Old age - hard ways, just relax we all end up dying

We all end up dying, so there’s no need for crying
No No No...

Q.R.D filosofizes :
“Now a quick glance at your erratic behavior tells me you’re an absurd time delineating apparatus that operates out of fear and frustration
due to the lack of vision regarding the conceptual continuity of this life
or the possibility of any other”...

Outside your own space for a moment
you’ll be confronted with some doubt
Perhaps you’re rule book got it backwards
Life is death and death is living

Well, old age - hard ways
Over here there’s no need for crying
Old age - hard ways , just relax, that’s the point of dying
Old age - hard ways
Over here there’s no need for crying
Old age - hard ways,
Just relax we all end up dying
We all end up dying, so there’s no need for crying
It’s just a change - just a change..
Track Name: Chains / Make It Rain Over Easy (Attempt 4)
MAKE IT RAIN OVER EASY (Attempt #4)

Life can be cruel
Life can be so indifferent
Nothing you do seems to bring things around

Stuck in a basement
Where feelings fight for air
You hold them there and blow it off
That’s sad

You gotta make it rain over easy
Let the tear drops down
Make it rain over easy
Won’t you let it down
Oh won’t you let it down
Make it rain...
Track Name: It Don't Take A Genius
IT DON’T TAKE A GENIUS

No show
You’re not a social one
You walk the streets alone

In the night time
Wishing that long lost friends would take you home

The neighbors with their holiday families
you secretly wanted to join...
As moonlight bounces off their driveways
Lighting up a stage for every dead leaf to parade

Well it don’t take a genius to figure it out
You made many choices that were wrong
It don’t take a genius to connect all the dots
You were meant to suffer on your own

Death could provide a cure

“Cosmos” :
Here is the collage diner where the young bloods feast
In the corner that’s where sit and stab your salad beast


Then suddenly you wake up
And it’s in your face.
All this time recording (gone) see it laid to waste
And for a moment, man it hits you hard
You should have taken chances
Shoulda gone that extra yard

Well it don’t take a genius to figure it out
You made many choices that were wrong
It don’t take a genius to connect all the dots
You over stayed your welcome, now you’re old
It don’t take a genius to figure it out
You made many choices that were wrong

Death could provide a cure
In time you will know for sure...

( “Bluebird” paraphrased sax solo)

Suddenly you wake you and it’s seems so clear
The numbers for perfection are written everywhere
Do you enjoy it? And live in the now?
No. A blessed revelation you never could allow

Well it don’t take a genius to figure it out
You made many choices that were wrong
It don’t take a genius to connect all the dots
You over stayed your welcome, now you’re old
It don’t take a genius to figure it out
You made many choices that were wrong

Death could provide the cure

In time you will know for sure...
In time you will know for sure...
Maybe next time
Track Name: Privacy Issues
PRIVACY ISSUE

Instrumental
(As if there was any doubt that this was gonna be a problem.)

I remember when the internet was a fad
I remember the privacy I had
I remember a time I wasn’t scared
But now that time has gone!
Track Name: Pointless Requests From The Casio Concession (I Don't Wanna Hear About)
POINTLESS REQUESTS FROM THE CASIO™ CONCESSION

I remember innocence in all of it’s glory
I remember happiness like a fairy-tale story
But now the truth revealed:
They were just an illusion
The search for what is real only leads to confusion town

I don’t need to hear about the year 2000
I don’t need to hear about the second coming
I’m not in the mood to think about some kids with guns
Deed is done

Music, art and cinema well they used to inspire
Purest forms of humankind reduced to a dollar
The bottom line is king
Like the kings of out father’s then
Be grateful for the things
that slip through out father’s hands...

I don’t need to hear about the year 2000
I don’t need to fear about the second coming
I don’t have to wallow in this hype wars merchandise
It’s a vice

I don’t need to read about the President’s member
I don’t need to hear about the nukes in China
Don’t need to figure out this ethnic cleansing plan

Man’s inhumanity to man has always been :
Self inflicted sin!

Don’t need to hear about it (year 2000)
I don’t need to hear about it (year 2000)
I don’t need to hear about it (year 2000)
I don’t need to hear about it (year 2000)

I don’t need to hide from evilness
I only want to face it as it is
(It z what it iz)

I pray to someone that I get to the bottom of it all!

I don’t need to hear about the year 2000
I don’t need to fear about the planets aligning
What is this new-age pyramid dogma scheme?
Is it a dream?

I don’t need to hear about the next stigmata
I don’t want to sanctify more military spending
I just wanna find a spot where grace and balance grow

Is it close?
Is it close?
Is it close?
Are we close?
Track Name: Peace Won't Come Around
PEACE WON’T COME AROUND

“Partly sunny this afternoon with highs 65 to 70.
Chance of participation, up to you.”

Every now and then we like to do a little dance
Dancin' for the sake of feelin' fine
Loosen up the shackles trying to keep us all in check Always grab a little piece of mind

Peace intuition is blowin' your way
With answers that are plain enough to see
Peace intuitions' got plenty to say
But only if ya ready to be free cause,



Peace won't come around knockin' on your door
No peace won't come around if it don't feel right
Peace won't come around knockin' at your door
If ya wanna find some piece of mind ya got gotta activate yourself

Preacher, pastor, promises, prayin' on TV
Well,maybe you've been taken for a ride
Drop those chosen charlatans for somethin' more unique
Somethin' that has always been inside

Sinners and saviors keep coming our way
sellin' answers to the questions on the bus
Peace intuition you don't have to pay
All ya gotta do is open up ‘cause

Peace won't come around knockin' on your door
No peace won't come around if it don't feel right
Peace won't come around knockin' at your door
If ya wanna find some piece of mind ya got gotta activate yourself

All we know is what we need know
Is what we have to know in given time
All we know is what we're meant to know
Is all we have to know for peace of mind

‘Cause peace won't come around knockin' on your door
No peace won't come around if it don't feel right
No peace won't come around knockin' at your door
If ya wanna find some piece of mind ya got gotta activate yourself
‘Cause, Peace won't come around knockin' on your door
No peace won't come around if it don't feel right
Peace won't come around knockin' at your door
Ya gotta, ya gotta, ya gotta ya gotta, ya gotta activate yourself
Peace won't come - No no no
Peace won't come around knockin' at your door
Ya gotta, ya gotta, ya gotta ya gotta, ya gotta activate yourself

You really do. Look, it’s written right here, I can see it.
Track Name: Let The Rain Wash It Away
LET THE RAIN WASH IT AWAY

Broken hearts and broken dreams align along a shelf
Out of touch or so it seems, we hide it from ourselves
But when the day remembers to find familiar ground
Under the box of surrenders the sound rings out

Sleepless nights & restless days disguise an open heart
Letting go of open ends not knowing how to start
But when the day remembers to find familiar ground
Under the box of surrenders the sound rings out

Let the rain wash it away
Let your tears float into history
Let the rain wash it away
Let it lift you from the ground
Where peace of mind is found

Promises and trusted friends may take a twist of fate
And so at times there is no one
to ease that heavy weight
But when the day remembers to find familiar ground
Under the box of surrenders the sound rings out

Let the rain wash it away
Let your tears float into history
Let the rain wash it away
Give your fears up with your misery
Let the rain wash it away
Let it lift you from the ground
Where peace of mind is found

Light after rain frees the innocence of children singing
Light after rain
See the chance you have for new beginnings
Light after rain frees the innocence of children singing
Light after rain see the chance you have for
NEW WAYS!

Let the rain wash it away
Let your tears float into history
Let the rain wash it away
Give your fears up with your misery
Let the rain wash it away
Let it lift you from the ground
Where peace of mind is found
Track Name: Pre 911 DNA Roast / Montage
PRE - 9 / 11 DNA ROAST

8th Grade Processional To The Principal’s Orifice
This piece was recorded on 8 Tracks mostly using the classic Roland™ keyboard : The Juno 106

Pre - 09/11/01
Contains a sample from the song “Things Are Looking Up” and a backing track of the song “Start Living Life Again”. The whole nightmare was edited from a 90 minute montage of overdubs in a 1992
collection recorded on DAT tape called Thermoil.
Also buried in this cacophony is singer Ken Anderson fighting for some acoustic space with some cheesy Mirage keyboard improvisations and spontaneous loops.

I’ll Cry For A Quaker With Pitchforks
The jazzy music was recorded for vocalist Julie Ronneberger back in 1992 at Modern Voices. Anthony Pomes and I were just winging it in the Sonic Underground Studio’s vocal booth about eight years later.

Bouzouki Hell - Fire
Someone left a Bouzouki at the studio. Naturally, I had to pick it up and write a piece with it. Also, a little bit of Gian DiMauro’s song “Goodbye” can be heard toward the very end which is sad but true.

Nick DiMauro :
You got a wig on. Somebody tune this guitar.
When I find you, I’m gonna set you on fire. Hey!

Bradley Thunderbird Phoenix : Gym Announcer
Track Name: What Does It Matter?
What Does It Matter?

I am a soul just like my sisters and brothers
Made from love and hate and dark and light
Pushing our ego’s for approval from others
But in the end what does it matter?
If in the end we are one?