Buffalo Bags - Is attributed to: John Tabacco and Nick DiMauro
(An improvisation from - Across The USA In A Red Suburu™ 1986)
A demo piece pretending to be a swing piece that I pretended
Glenn Miller pretended to hear in an imaginary dream. Goofy
and reasonably fast. I liked it. That segues into a JT and Nick
DiMauro improv from our 1994 private investigator days in
Chester PA. Bizarre. And then we have an actual phone call
from Meryl Mathews who was reasonably pissed I never
returned her phone calls back until days later and I’m not sure
about the background music. It was some sort of march I was
working on that never made it. It sounded good (and ironic)
under MM’s voice so there it lies. That finally goes into some
juxta positioning of live instruments and caps off with Nick
and I improvising “Buffalo Bags” from our cross country in a
red Suburu™ trip back in 1986. Million laughs.
lyrics
CHEESY SPONTANEOUS RAISIN SHOE REALIZATION
Father Flash : Pizza stich
KB : Put the bug in ya ear...
Phillup : Raisin bran slumber party people (laughs)
Father Flash : Oo... Raisin shoe. (laughs)
These are my little witch shoes...
Phillup : I, I was - I found these raisins in my shoe the other day and...
Father Flash : Phillup, I want to talk to you about something.
Look if ya gonna... I've been noticing every morning I wake up...
Every night I go to bed Phillup I put exactly five raisins in each shoe.
I wake up sometimes there's seven or eight! What's going on?
Who's manufacturing...
What's going on with the spontaneous creation of raisins around here? (laughs)
How are they just turning up? How is it possible? How is it prob... That I have... How is it even probable? Yeah I...
I, it's a horrifying thought to know there are more raisins than what I put in.
You can't count on the numbers of raisins that you (I, I...) put in your shoe in the morning. And these corns!
These...(laughs) I put glue on them. (laughs)
I figured (the corns) I figured that, that if I had to at least walk (laughs)...
I might as well walk among giants!
Eluog Trebor : Weese-ah rhythm is out. Is nah rhythm is out.
Unn wah soonya walk. Errrrr...
Small NIck : (blowing his nose)
Small JT : Sir! Could you please blow your nose in another general direction?
Small NIck : Shut up!
JT : I guess the thing that upsets me the most is just a couple of seconds ago I was playing random things here on the piano and coming up with some really interesting ideas and also I was taking the time to tell you a little bit about my life. About Christmas. How it was so much fun because... got to get all the presents.
JT (singing "Miracles Happen") : Hooooo!
MERYL COUGHS UP A SMALL FARM ANIMAL
Meryl Mathews : (coughs) I'm just thinking off the top of my but sort of speak.
Wait let me check (urrr), yeah, still there. And ah... I, I don't know.
I'm home it's 10:15. I should be conscious till ...
I don't know. (sings) "Till the cows come home."
Man there must be a car outside with the motor running.
It's wafting through my window. (heavy cough)
Eueew gross! I coughed up a small farm animal. (coughs up something).
Here, wanna a piece? Ummm, Oo, you would like this. Very, very nice.
Good consistency. Good texture. Good color. Oh, yes you would like this a lot. Heh- Heh! Man, I've been slipping since they say Thanksgiving. Alright.
Well... Could be all the wine. Could be all the drugs.
You know when you inject the shit up...
Anyway, ah so what was I saying?
Alright, well you know call me or I'll call you or you know I'll be in work tomorrow although I'm not working because I'm only there for another week and God knows I'm widdling away the day. So if you call me there I can even you know, hang up and call ya back ah, and the number there is...
I'm gonna keep telling you because you refuse to call it. In fact, you refuse to call that number so much that I bet when I get my new number...
Phone message runs out and the robot lady says : To hear this message again, press one. To save it press two. To erase...
Father Flash on the phone : Is this Cilla-Sigh-Been-Root?
Jay Allen : Hello?
Nick DiMauro : (laughing) Say that again.
JT (singing) : Buffalo bags!
ND : (laughs) That's very funny.
JT / ND (singing) : Buffalo bags! (laughs)
ND (signing) : I, (laughs) I don't need no air to breathe. I don't need no water to drink. I don't need no food to eat. As long as I've got my hand on a buffalo bag.
JT / ND : Buffalo BAGS!
Scotto : Ughhhhhhh!
credits
from A Presbyter's Dementia,
released September 28, 2014
JT : Vocals, Big band and orchestral programming
Phone Message : Meryl Mathews
Drums : Pat Adkins and Brian Dunne
Nick DiMauro : Buffalo Bags vocal
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