Time waits for no one.  So why wait around?  Do what you want before your time here is up. Assuming you have free will.

YOU CAN WAIT ALL YOUR LIFE

You can wait all your life for the right reasons
You can wait all your life for the right person
You can wait till the sun don't shine
You can wait till you lose your mind
You can wait all your life, you see
THAT'S EASY

You can save all your time for the right heroes
You can save all your time for the right zeroes
You can save every precious dime
You can save till you're old and blind
Or you could spend a good time right now
Listen up and I'll tell you how
IT'S EASY
I once knew a sister
An angel from heaven
Who told me that all would come with patience
Well some of it doesn't
And some of it happens
But in between all the in-decisions
I learned to trust my intuition

Well you can wait all your life for the right answers
You can wait all your life for the right feelings
You can wait till your timing locks
Or you can wait till you're in a box
Or you can wing it and idle free
Well you know that it works for me
Or you can wait an eternity
THAT'S EASY.

DEE PULLED HOAGY CARMICHAEL
TRIPPED HIM ON HIS TRICYCLE
IN HER HANDS SHE'S DEADLY
RIPPED APART HIS MEDLEYS
TAXED HIS MIND UNTIL HE SAW
TRUE LIGHT
TRUE LIGHT
IN HIS SONG
IN HIS SONG
IN HIS SONG
IN HIS...

Credits:
JT : Vocals, Programming
Recorded at Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY


You Can Wait All Your Life

You can run but you can't hide from what's inside of you...

MONSTERS IN THE DARK

Isn’t it life that makes you crazy
Monsters In the dark
Isn’t it time to quit the circus
And heal that broken heart
Your love has got me on the high wire
With tigers down below
And all around me is a ring of fire
Burning up my heart and soul

Maybe it’s time to let your feelings start to flower
Maybe it’s time to let the sun shine in
‘Cause under this tent you waste away those precious hours
Feeding the clown that’s in denial
Monsters in the dark

Isn’t it life that drives you crazy
Monsters in the dark
Isn’t it true this two bit circus
Looks to tear your heart apart
But my love for you is certain
No tricks no nets no tickets to be sold
You gotta fear that lion tamer
He’ll only cage your soul and make ya old

Maybe it’s time to let your feelings start to flower
Maybe it’s time to let the sun shine in
‘Cause under this tent you waste away the precious hours
Feeding the clown that’s in denial
Monsters in the dark

It’s no wonder why you dream of climbing towers,
The way you used to as a child
(Running, laughing, dancing, chasing ‘round the fireflies)
In that place of fearless wonder free of all disguise
Timeless moments seemed suspended and it’s no surprise
Color faded snapshots show the joy that’s in your eyes
If you take a chance you’ll know that you are for the wiser

Maybe it’s time to let your feelings start to flower
Maybe it’s time to let the sun shine in
‘Cause under this tent you waste away the precious hours
Feeding the clown that’s in denial
Monsters in the dark

Credits:
JT : Vocal, Marimba, Programming
Cathy Kreger : Guitar
Recorded and Mixed at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY 

Monsters In The Dark

First step of leaving this matrix is to be aware.  Then improvise.

DO IT ALL AGAIN

L.E.Ds surround us in this city
Blinking for attention as we stroll
Cyborg mannequins all dressed and pretty
Begging us to strut right down their rabbit hole

No escape - there never was
Born a slave - ain’t that the buzz
Remember?
We don’t remember
We do it all again…

The eye of Horus lives to watch our borders
It even knows the kinds of thoughts we keep
Making sure we follow all the orders
And don’t draw outside the lines even in our sleep

Take another pill - a red one or a blue one
or maybe don’t take any pill at all

Don’t forget to laugh - the humor isn’t lost on you
It’ll make’m crack and then they won’t be able to
Force your soul to come back here
Unless your fooled by guilt…
There’s a special rung in hell for sinners!
(Or so they say...)

Alice is painting - Freedom!

That diet coke and Tums™ you drank went through you
No porcelain God to feed, so hold it in
The peace train’s running late, you’re sweating bullets
Should of been home by now
Warm in bed by now

Feeling trapped behind the gate
But Facebook has you doing great
Remember?
You don’t remember
So you’ll do it all again…

Credits:
JT : Vocals, Instrumentation
Recorded and Mix at Suburban Hermit Studios, Stony Brook, NY 

Do It All Again

Hucksters are a way of life. Just not mine.

HUCKSTERS

When the whole truth went all viral
We were happy as a clam
All the stains and all the martyrdom
We could finally understand it all
We could finally understand

All those hours bending over
Frock and folly with their kites
Tells the story of this feature film
And we finally own the rights to it all
Yeah we finally own the rights

This planet of huckster babies
This planet of huckster con men
This planet of huckster babies
Has finally come to an end
Shadows exposed
Finally got hosed

This planet of huckster babies
This planet of huckster con men
This planet of huckster babies
Has finally come to an end

Shadows exposed
Finally got hosed

At the Cardinal’s last confession
He was seen kissing his cross
And his pine cone resolution staff
Just in case his lies were duly bought
Just in case his lies were bought

This planet of huckster babies
This planet of huckster con men
Shadows exposed
Finally got hosed

This planet of huckster babies
This planet of huckster con men
Shadows exposed
Finally got hosed

Tell the deep state that it’s over
Tell the fake news to take a hike
Until the next poor huckster is christened
We can finally live a truthful good life

Credits:
Electric Guitar – Eddie Nyström
Lead Vocals : John Tabacco
Producer, Programmer: Hans Annellsson
Vocals recorded at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY
Cover by : Farben Fosfeen Artwerks 

Hucksters

Sleep is one way of operating in another universe.  It's also a chance to see that there is no death and you will become one with everything you've encountered here in this lifetime after your 3 dimensional body stops functioning.  This is what I know.

GO TO SLEEP

Go to sleep
Go to sleep my baby
Go to sleep
Reality is waiting

The oceans where we used to float
Among the stars we we’re tied to
Sailing free without a boat
A dream we both subscribed to

Go to sleep
Go to sleep my baby
Go to sleep
Reality is waiting

Welcome home it’s been light years
Of many lifetimes filled with many charms
What’s that you say - The gang’s all here
And they wait with open arms

Feel the love
Feel the love my baby
Feel the love
Feel the love that’s waiting

A long long time ago me and you
We were building galaxies
Molecule by molecule
Now I think it’s time to rest and see what we’ve been up to

Go to sleep
Go to sleep my baby
Go to sleep
Reality is waiting
Reality is waiting
Reality is waiting
credits
from In Memory of Captain Tank, released January 1, 2020
JT : Vocals, Programming
Recorded and Mixed at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY 

Go To Sleep

Moms and Dads keep track of your children.  

BAD ALIEN CREATURE

You dirty holy roller
You filthy preacher man
You pedophile stroller
From beyond the chosen land

How dare you speak in tongues
To every deaf person you meet
The smoke out of your lungs
Is symptomatic of your fleet

You’re a bad alien creature
From some other realm
A bad alien creature
Always at the helm
A bad alien creature
Feeding off the negative
With some nasty schemes to use us
That’s how you live
How you live

But the jig is up you scumbag
We’ve got your number now
Our spiders have you all tagged
No place to hide in town

And all the pain you inflected
On every innocent you met
Is here to take a piece of you
With no regret no regret

You’re a bad alien creature
From some other realm
A bad alien creature
Always at the helm
A bad alien creature
Feeding off the negative
With some nasty schemes to use us
That’s how you live
How you live

We’ll fill you up with joy and laughter
Those are feelings  you can’t take that escaped you as a child
Bring you closer to disaster
Where the love is something you can’t shake

You’re a bad alien creature
From some other realm
A bad alien creature
Always at the helm
A bad alien creature
Feeding off the negative
With some nasty schemes to use us
That’s how you live
How you live

Credits:
Lawdy Harmstrong : Vocals, Keyboards, FX
Coztick Mojo : Programming
Back ups : Lady Olivia LaFaux
JT : Harmony

Recorded, Edited and Mixed by JT at Suburban Hermit Studios III, Ronkonkoma, NY 

Bad Alien Creature

NOTHING REALLY MATTERS

Plug in
Plug out
No need to shout
No one's gonna hear you
No one's gonna hear you

Step up
Step down
Undo that frown
No one's gonna fear you
No one's gonna fear you

It's dog eat dog
And you’re on your own
You’re worth is limited to your cellular phone
And while the world may be a hostile place for dreamers
We’re all heading towards the great unknown
So who cares?

Move left
Move right
No line of sight
No one has to see you
No one has to see you

You’re good
You’re bad
Your mind goes mad
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters

It's dog eat dog
And you’re on your own
You’re worth is limited to your cellular phone
And while the world may be a hostile place for dreamers
We’re all heading towards the great unknown
So who cares?

Goodbye Saint Petey
Goodbye Saint Clair
Suffice it to say
You’re going nowhere
As everyone has to bite the bullet at one point
That great equalizer has got you covered
Just like the last joint you inhale…

It's dog eat dog
And you’re on your own
You’re worth is limited to your cellular phone
And while the world may be a hostile place for dreamers
We’re all heading towards the great unknown
So who cares?

Credits:
Nod 11: Vocals, Guitar
Kennedy Oswald: Harmonies, Guitar
Moon Landing Jr. : Drums
Vixen Roswell : Bass
Recorded - Mixed by John Tabacco at Suburban Hermit Studios III, Ronkonkoma, NY 

Joint Effort

Nothing Really Matters

In Soldier town there's plenty to see all around you
So come on down town
Where we can do anything we let you
(don't think it's censorship)
Don't you worry I'm too hip
(scream shout never mind)
I'll just keep my place in line
(sit back enjoy the show)
My days are just a hazy glow
But just who slaves to make it so I don't wanna know

in soldier town there's plenty of clowns in the streets
Well, in Soldier town baby there's never a frown
So order around, all around

In Soldier town there's plenty of work look around you
But keep your eyes on the ground
Or we'll leave you right where we found you
(we know what's best for you)
Sometimes i believe it's too
(we'll say how much you need)
Please let it be enough to eat
(you'll get what you deserve)
Working past my last reserve
Some are only made to serve and to say yes sir

In Soldier town
Land of plenty there's plenty to eat
Well, in Soldier town baby
You'll all come around and around and around and around...

Jesus saves in the blood of sacrifice
Money talks but it's not afraid to fight
So who cares if a few have got to die
For our rights like our right to this life

In Soldier town there's plenty of blood in the streets
Well, we wash them down baby
And it keeps them nice and neat
In soldier town almost anyone can be bought cheap
Well, in Soldier town baby, let's fire around
All around and around and around and around and around
and a round and a round etc…

Credits:
JT : Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Bass
Anthony Pomes : "Saturday Girl" Guitar Solo
Recorded and Mixed at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY 

Soldier Town

NACHO COLLECTOR

I’m a nacho collector and I do it real well
Some folks would say I’m insane
I’m a nacho collector so they can all go to hell
Jesus still loves me the same

And when things go wrong
I just sing this song ‘cause I’m a :

Nacho collector - errrr
A nacho collector
Collector of cheese
A nacho collector - errr
So get off my back if you please!

She’s a nacho collector
She’s a beautiful thing
She’s got big cheese balls for eyes
She’s a nacho collector with a Barbie™ doll string
Pull it and see what she buys
And when she’s over drawn she helps me sing this songgggggggg! ‘Cause we’re a...

Nacho collector - errrr
A nacho collector
Collector of cheese
A nacho collector - errr
A nacho collector
Collector of cheese

Well sheeple we gotta be free
They’re coming with rayguns and cheesecloth for the bumblebees
Sheeple get down on your knees
The robots will come and find you!

Ms. Nacho: Ooo..That’s pretty...I want one of them they’re shiny..
Give it to me now. I want one.

Well robots don’t want us free
They come from a place with holes built from a rubber tree
They want you down on your knees
And they know just where to find you!

Ms. Nacho:“Go daddy go!

And when we’re over- drawn
We can sell our lawnnnnnnnn!’ ‘cause we’re a

Nacho collector - errrr
A nacho collector
Collector of cheese -
Nacho collector - errrr
A nacho collector
Collector of cheese

Well sheeple we gotta be free
They’re coming with rayguns and cheesecloth for the bumblebees
Sheeple get down on your knees
The robots will come and find you!
We like cheese!

Credits:
Gian DiMauro : Lead Vocal, Programming, Trumpet
John Tabacco : Backups, Rhythm guitar, Programming
Marci Geller : Airhead voice, Backups
Anthony Pomes : Lead Guitar, Nylon string guitar
Recorded and Mixed at Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY 

Nacho Collector

All I now see on social and mainstream media is self-obsession and intolerance. Add to that 'out of context' videos snippets designed to fuel anger then it seems to me I am better off left to my own thoughts and music....

Escape The World

Suave and cool tones on pizzicato, piano and percussion

Licensing

Playing For TIme

Questioning and intrigue on pizzicato, vibraphone, strings and sfx

Ready To Jump

We all play a temporary role. Some live just happen to roll un-easy.

LOOKS (Genteel Version)

I remember a time and place
Where a boy with a twisted face
Said he didn’t know why the circus was his home
And his mother always carried a picture-cube of someone else’s kid
‘Cause she couldn’t live down the stories of her womb

I remember a time and place
Where a girl with a pretty face
Said she didn’t know why a boy like that should live
And her mother snapped several pictures for somebody else’s kids
Ain’t that a good enough reason to do away his life?

‘Cause looks are super special when you don’t look deep inside
The rejections hit the likes of you and me
Looks are superficial and out weigh the finer gifts

There may always be time and place
For a role in a super race
Where the ugly in life no longer have a home
But I doubt that it matters what dream you dream so long as you awake
To a world of bigger egos than yourself

‘Cause looks are super special when you don’t look deep inside
The rejections hit the likes of you and me
Looks are superficial and out weigh the finer gifts

Credits:
JT : Vocals, Guitar, Programming 





8 Trackology

Looks (Genteel Version)

Inspired by the number of 'stars' I no longer recognise - and not due to age! Apologies for my bad French in the song

Look What She Has Done To Her Face Now

A laid-back lo-fi hip-hop track featuring a deadpan male vocal delivering observational lyrics about being emotionally checked out at a baseball game. The tone is casual, sardonic, and warm with subtle humor—like a cross between stand-up and stoner philosophy. Light vinyl crackle, muted drums, and mellow guitar or Rhodes keys. Vibe is more “background comedy” than “punchline.” Think lazy summer afternoon energy with a passive narrator just happy to have beer and a place to sit.

A Good Excuse for a Bad Picnic

Lyrics/License

A Good Excuse For a Bad Picnic (Lo-Fi)

The Things My Mind Gets Up To” is a poetic dive into the chaos and colour of a beautifully distracted mind. The track mirrors the restless inner monologue of someone navigating daily life with flashes of wit, hyperfocus, and quiet confusion. It’s not always tidy — and that’s the point.

The Things My Mind Gets Up To

A 3-track mix, part of a warmup set for Faithless live events. 

All tracks are my own creation. This mix hopefully captures my love of music and being a DJ for over 30 years. I made it to suit the Faithless followers, please follow me in return.

Track 01 - Religion
Track 02 - Doin It Right
Track 03 - Higher

Always looking for artist representaion/management/agents. 
Please get in touch. :)

F*** Me I'm Faithless

You're A Popstar

Originally from the Wirral (OMD land!), I now live in London. Almost all of my career was in IT, Project Management and lack of time and technology meant I never really pursued a music career. The lockdown and technology advances have meant I could teach myself and learn to compose songs. I don’t like to stick to one genre but rather try and ‘parody’ styles. Some melodies have been in my head for years and in some cases words have changed over the years. My aim is really to creat a ‘potpourri’ of sounds such that someone somewhere will enjoy something on here!!!!

I also create videos for my songs and for other artists . Same name on YouTube. 

If anyone likes a song/instrumental enough to want to use it (even if it means re-recording it yourself) feel free to contact me here. 

Stay safe. 

Mal

John Tabacco is an American composer, singer songwriter, producer, recording engineer, multi instrumentalist and graphic artist. He has engineered /mixed and mastered music for hundreds of New York recording artists as well as projects released on BMG: The Kemelions, RCA: Faze, Rampage/Rhino: Rhett Forrester, Columbia: Rebbie Jackson, Rykodisc : Bob Marley, Columbia: Chris Jasper, Electra: Sonia Dada and Nickleodeon’s Are You Afraid Of The Dark? He is the CEO of It Iz What It Iz Music Publishing which currently holds over 750 songs in its catalog. He has been an associate producer for IndiMusic TV and hosts a bi-weekly radio program (CLAM RADIO) on college radio WUSB.fm since 1999. He is currently the head of A&R at Modern Voices Digital Distribution.

His musical background consists of extensive study of orchestration with noted 20th century composer John Lessard, harmony with the late electronic music maverick Bulent Arel, and composition with Stony Brook University professor Peter Winkler. He received his BA in Music from Stony Brook University in 1983. 

Like an unfolding musical diary / puzzle, Tabacco’s music and art are constantly being re-worked, juxtaposed and intertwined. His style is a melding of pop - jazz -rock - avant garde / aleatory, classical and comedy.  He has been recording his music non stop since 1979.

Of note: In 1989 the satirical, absurd house song "Go House Yourself" co-written by Tabacco, Pati and DiMauro reached position 39 on Billboard's dance chart. 

In 2014 Tabacco signed a record deal with Texas, indie label, Muffin Records. They released his CD “Unfulfilled Shopping Carts Syndrome” internationally.

welcome to mello songs.

every track here began with a feeling — a memory, a message, or just a moment worth putting to music.

the lyrics are written by hand, with real care and emotional truth.
the vocals are brought to life by expressive AI artists — guided by that same intention.

what you’ll hear is a blend of human soul and synthetic voice — a new kind of musical gift.

celebrations, tributes, thank-yous, or “just because” — from pop and acoustic to funk, rock and beyond.

every one made to sound like you.

keep it mello. keep it meaningful.

Like, follow, comment, share. There's more coming. Always.

See phrases.pub for lyrics, licensing, and a full, searchable catalog.

Phrases and Phases Publishing is a one-man label, archive, and reality-refraction field. Founded by J. Adam Walters - lawyer-turned lyricist, satirist, and architectural dropout from polite society - it's the home for songs that shouldn't exist, poems that go to far, and fictional universes with better paperwork than the Library of Congress. 

From folk elegies to parody rap to theocratic cartoon trauma epics, everything here is written by a human who uses AI as a collaborator and instrument rather than an outsourced brain, and finished only when it reaches a space where laughing hurts, or hurting laughs.

Composer for TV and film. Credits: SkyTV, ITV1, Channel4, More4, UKTV, BFI, History Channel, Crime & Investigation Network, Hewlett Packard, Ernst & Young , Nike, Skype, Peroni, Network Rail, CapGemini, De La Espada, Autoban, Barry Adamson, Open House, Land Securities, Solent University, HTC, Medical Research Council, BASF, Macmillan Publishing, Toni&Guy, Smart Life, British Seniors, UK Potato Council

I write and record songs in different genres.  

I have already had my songs played on BBC Radio 1 and 2 and loads of plays on BBC Introducing.

My aim is to have my songs published by reputable companies and have them performed by successful artists Worldwide.

New tracks tagged #Observational