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The Second Arrangement
05:27
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Pour out the wine, little girl
I've got just two friends in this whole wide world
Here's to reckless lovers
We all need somebody
Stashed in the yellow Jag
I've got my life and laundry in a Gladstone bag
You should know the program
Just one red rose and a tender goodbye
[One last goodbye]
And I run to the second arrangement
It's only the natural thing
Who steps out with no regrets
A sparkling conscience
A new address
When I run to the second arrangement
The home of a mutual friend
Now's the time to redefine the first arrangement again
It's a sticky situation
A serious affair
I must explain it to you somehow
Right now I'll just move back one square
Here comes that noise again
Another scrambled message from my last best friend
Something I can dance to
A song with tears in it
Old friends abandon me
It's just the routine politics of jealousy
Someday we'll remember
That one red rose and one last goodbye
[One last goodbye]
Then I run to the second arrangement
It's only the natural thing
The ruse steps out with no regrets
A sparkling conscience
A new address
When I run to the second arrangement
The home of a mutual friend
Now's the time to redefine the first arrangement again
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Come Back Baby
03:57
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COME BACK BABY
I don't like waiting for a knock on the door
I don't like wondering why
I got no mercy for a man and his tears
He's just living a lie
I got a feeling like I'm losing my cool
That's no way to be
You got me crying got me playing the fool
That's what you're doing to me
You gotta come back baby
I don't want to say how long it's been
Five days and I gotta know now
Come back baby
I don't want to live alone again
My old man never taught me how
I don't like lying all alone in my bed
Nobody calling my name
I can't say thank you for a kick in the head
But I need you just the same
See me sitting by the side of the road
People staring and smiling
They got no mercy for a man and his tears
Can't you hear me cry
You gotta come back baby
I don't want to say how long it's been
Five days and I gotta know now
Come back baby
I don't want to live alone again
My old man never taught me how
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Oh Wow, It's You Again
04:05
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OH WOW, IT’S YOU AGAIN
When I'm sure you're gone at last
I make believe that I have no past
I make a cheer and wipe away all the tears
Take another room - Find another friend
And when I feel that you're not real
I stop and then
Oh wow, it's you again
How odd I should meet you here
Oh wow, it's you again
You haunt me - You taunt me
Why don't you disappear?
This hotel had a view
One brick wall and shades of blue
I paid my bill and started over again
I flipped another penny - counted up to ten
I let her rip just like a gypsy dog and then
( chorus )
In this warm foreign place
There's not one familiar face
It seems this time I left myself far behind
I write another letter I know I'll never send
I lock the door and walk out for some air
and then...
Oh wow, it's you again
How odd I should meet you here
Oh wow, it's you again
You haunt me - You taunt me
Why don't you disappear?
*In my head it seems so easy
to work the pieces in
We had much in common you and I
But the picture becomes ugly
As the truth solidifies
And just when I should realize
That it's me I've got to find...
Oh wow, it's you again
How odd I should meet you here
Oh wow, it's you again
You haunt me - You taunt me
Why don't you disappear?
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Android Warehouse
03:42
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ANDROID WAREHOUSE
Daytime you're to proud to brag
About the badge you wore
Nighttime you're to tired to drive
Your change across the floor
All your guns are gone I'm told
Or in the Aerodrome
Did you die the day they sold
The ones you left at home
Hold my hand in the Android Warehouse
Who's to know if you take a dive
Ain't life grand in the Android Warehouse
What a burner when you take off your goggles and find?
That you're alive
That you're alive
Did you really gobble up
The things they claimed you ate
Were you fit to swallow it
Or scared to clean your plate
Have you tried to calculate
The hours they'd applaud
I would guess it's somewhat less
For just another fraud
Hold my hand in the Android Warehouse
Who's to know if you take a dive
Ain't life grand in the Android Warehouse
What a burner when you take off your goggles and find...
That you're alive
That you're alive
That you're alive...
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You Go Where I Go
05:03
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YOU GO WHERE I GO
I'm about to cry and I don't know the reason
I can see the start of a difficult season
I can't let it get me down
When everything is going wrong
Ain't it good to know that I can be strong darling
As long as you go where I go
I can't complain about the pain and the heartache
The tears when your kisses disguise the lies
My eyes don't see
And what do I need to know
As long as you go where I go
Wake up in the morning where the bad news can't find me
Walking in the sunshine with you right behind me
'Cause lazy living sure treats me right
What comes tomorrow will be gone
And anywhere at all is where I belong darling
As long as you go where I go
I'm unaware of the cares and the sorrow
The hurt that your loving can hide from me
My eyes don't see
And what do I need to know
As long as you go where I go
I used to be sure that to live meant expecting disillusions
But that was just another way to cry
Until I met you to confirm there was a better solution
Waiting in the comfort of your eyes
Bringing back the part of me that died inside so long ago
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Brain Tap Shuffle
04:59
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Take the worst of this quirky world
Roll it up in a ball
Add the hair of a go-go girl
Turn it into a dance that's called
The bloody...
Brain Tap Shuffle
Lose your mind
You'll see the oceans part
you'll think your goin' blind
You can talk about your daily grind
While she'll dish out the soft shoe
If makin' money doesn't suit your mind
We've got something here
Here for you
You can sit there and suck your thumb
Hear the rock and roll hum
But you're just a crazy wall flower
'Til you join all your friends on the floor
And do the...
Brain Tap Shuffle
Lose your mind
You'll see the oceans part
you'll think your goin' blind
Take your clothes off and start to shake
Shake rattle and roll
Watch the walls and the ceiling quake
Let it move your body and soul
And do the...
Brain Tap Shuffle
Lose your mind
You'll see the oceans part
you'll think your goin' blind.
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Through With Buzz
01:38
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The true story of “TRANS ISLAND PLAYGROUND”
There was this one week in late 1993 when I would constantly wake up in the morning thinking about mixes of songs I had completed and how cool it would be if I could just somehow change the levels and placement of a few instruments without having to re- mix each entire piece from scratch.
If I could only go back in time and make some fine adjustments... But how? I kept dreaming. Strangely enough toward the end of this week my musical cohort Nick DiMauro and I were introduced to computer genius and soon to be White Noize manager Bob Ball. Bob besides building elaborate computer systems, spent many sleepless days and nights putting noisy, badly mastered CDs on to his hard drive and cleaning them up via a three dimensional visual digital frequency analysis program. He was able to see where the offending noise or bad eq was and reeq
it or filter it out leaving the rest of the mix untouched. This procedure is fairly common place in t o d a y ’s re-mastering industry, however...Bob also painstakingly moved or removed parts from finished 2 track mixes to suit his musical fancy. It took him hours to isolate certain instruments in a
mix and manipulate them in the stereo field. The results were fairly spectacular. Parts you never heard before suddenly stand out and the sound stage is noticeably bigger. There is also a clarity
and freshness brought to the mix which was lacking in the original. In a word “awesome”. The artist or the record company probably doesn’t have a copy that sounds as good! Anyway, Nick and I were to say the least, extremely impressed. Shortly after listening to Bob’s audio magic, Nick tried to use a program we had sitting on our hard drive that apparently allowed us to do the same thing. WRONG! It didn’t really work or maybe our computer couldn’t handle it. Whatever, a week passed by. Bob’s remastering technique is swimming in my mind 24/7. God, I wish I had the tools and know how to re-master on that capacity. In my depression, I pick myself up and head out to a record shop. Not looking for anything in particular I just happen to come across an import CD containing only the bass, drums and vocals on TRANS ISLAND SKYWAY, a tune recorded on
Donald Fagen’s album K a m a k i r i a d. Apparently Mr. Fagen liked this stripped down mix combination and released it in all it’s naked glory. Suddenly, the joke bulb lit up. I bought the disc,rushed back to the studio, dumped Fagen’s song into our computer and began to re-orchestrate
and re-edit it. Too much fun. A couple of days later I drove over to Nick’s house to pick him up for a recording session we booked. As soon as he got in the car and sat down I popped in a cassette of Fagen’s tune with my new arrangement. I told him that I did a little experimenting with the cheap
digital filter program in our computer. “It sort of worked”, I said in a slightly disappointed voice. As soon as the first chord changes came on, Nick listened intensely. Every couple of measures he’d turn his head and stare at me like I’m some sort of possessed computer engineering whiz. He
hears all these obvious Tabacco ideas emerging in this tune and practically none of the original parts Fagen recorded. (Para-phrasing Nick): “This is a far better job than anything Bob played us.” “Holy shit, it’s amazing.” “I can’t hear the original keyboard parts but Fagen’s voice still sounds
perfect!” “What the fuck?” “Jesus!” “This is really incred...”etc. I let this joke play on for a bit, while I soaked up the accolades of my apparent brilliance. Eventually I broke in to a serious laughing spasm and I had no choice but to tell him the god awful truth. Nick breathed a sigh of relief, gave me a smirk and chuckled. YES! This was probably the most successful joke I ever played on a n y b o d y, and considering Nick has pulled a few heavy jokes on me, it felt pretty damn good. Naturally, I had to milk it one more time. I thought of the perfect guy - another big Fagen fan. Nick’s brother Gian. Later that day I asked Gian (who has never played a joke on me), to come down to the studio. In a more refined matter, I went through the whole digital filter spiel and played the new
Fagen. This time I held back the the truth a bit longer than I did with Nick and the results were a little different. Gian and I are no longer on speaking terms and I’m noticing fewer and fewer of my Steely Dan CDs in my CD rack.
- JT/1994
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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.
For more info : www.johntabacco.net
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