Ham-fisted bassline

No matter how bad your life here on Earth is, death will come for you. And if you are ready, it will be a relief like no other when it happens. Just sayin'...

LIGHTING SEED

The “Snorkle”
Wouldn’t give her a break
And I know!
I attended the wake
She was camera worn and grossly over made
Her demise if so prolonged would not have paid
The papers signed in full - the deal looked sweet
But had she read between the lines
She may have seen some better times
Or so I do speculate
What does it matter at any rate?
She like the billions before
Destine to break from this shell...
By tomorrow she was on her way
To sow another gap where darkness breeds
As a lighting... seed

And “Hedgee” (yeah) was still a mistake
The “Snorkle” wouldn’t give him a break
The hanger through his head now worn with age
He never could release that hidden rage
It’s a shame he had to live inside that cage
The monkeys teased him all the time
But I bet he drew the biggest line
Or so I do speculate
What does it matter at any rate?
He like the billions before
He had to break from this shell...
By tomorrow he was on his way
To sow another gap where darkness breeds
As a ummmmm lighting seed

Insect chips and all
Lighten when they break from Earth
“Universe” recalls them to further view “It’s” endless image

Mein “Raisin”, I believed it was true
The “Snorkle” (you said) had nothing on you
The Power drill surprised you in your sleep
Just yesterday they caught up with that creep
Evil as it may, I could not cry
(Discorporating from my shell)
That night, I heard a voice within me yell
(I felt much more at ease thinkin’):
Tomorrow you’d be on your way
To sow another gap where darkness breeds as a...
Lighting Seed!

Credits:
JT : Vocals, Guitar, Programming
Peter Kearns: Back up vocals
Recorded and Mixed in 2018 at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY
Peter Kearns vocals recorded in New Zealand 

Lighting Seed

Channeled from another universe.  Blame CERN.

THE EYES OF MARS

Once before in this broken town
back when a standard clown could live with pride
Children ran with a fever on...
Yeah, feeding Vietnam to snakes who spied
Porcelain Gods filled with merriment
sat in a wet cement where hands would sign
And in the halls of the restaurants,
hung were the aeronauts who lost their kites

PAISLEY SACHETS
HOLY ROLLER DOLE LINES
MAKING LOVE BY SALLOW CATH'LIC BOVINES

Today there is no pony ride
Lost are the suicides that charmed the site
Just some weeds near an old saloon,
Cast in a beige balloon all shrunk with fright

W.C FIELD MARSHALL GENERAL:

" It behooves me on this historic occasion to dedicate this stinckin' Indian monument and cobalt testing range..
CIVILIZATION.....WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO?"

PREMONITIONS OF THE ORPHAN CANINES
SADDLED UP TO HOIST THE AILING BOVINES

Well the EYES OF MARS are now dripping
They glow alone in the Bowery
THE EYES OF MARS are now dripping
They glow alone in the Bowery
I said the EYES OF MARS are now dripping
They glow alone in the Bowery
How do they glow?
Yeah, THE EYES OF MARS are now dripping
They glow alone in the Bowery
In the Bowery

Credits:
JT : Vocals, Keyboard, Alesis Drum Machine™ 
Recorded and mixed at Suburban Hermit Studios I, St. James, NY

The Eyes Of Mars

I speculate that our actions define the future.  So the future is here.  We just have to catch up to it.

NOBODY, NOBODY KNOWS 

Rivers - taxi cabs for flowing life forms and emulsions
Rivers - taxi cabs for flowing garbage to the oceans The seagull and all it’s mates
They come to gather by the dumpster crates
If a pizza box shows up - great,
They’ll have more plastic cheese to munch on
But is this something they should count on? 
Well, Nobody, nobody knows
What the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody nobody knows
Would you care to speculate? Nobody nobody knows but fate 
Sunshine – reveals the floating pesticidal pollen
I’ve been coughin’ Sunshine - reveals the radiated skin cells on a dolphin While a satellite watches you
We’re nothing more than human cellular phones 
The mystery of what we do no longer hidden like a dog bone
Could be your name is on the next drone 
Well, Nobody, nobody knows
what the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody, nobody knows would you care to flip a dime?
Nobody, nobody knows what the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody, nobody knows not I  Suspended belief - like the child hood stories of yesterday No kind of relief sittin shiva when love ones pass away The man behind the curtain was gone The day his guessing games were sold to gypsy queens

(The gypsy queens…. Look into my crystal ball – you fools!)

Wave goodbye to the honey bee
Welcome the Fukushima folly parade A world of absurdities to feed creations endless wedding
I wonder where the whole thing’s heading… 
Well, Nobody, nobody knows
What the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody, nobody knows would you care to speculate? 
Well, Nobody, nobody knows what the future has in store tomorrow
Nobody, nobody knows but fate

FATE!

Nobody, nobody knows etc…

Credits:
John Tabacco : Lead vocal. Acoustic guitar, Programming
Patricia Amendolia : Back up vocals
Barry Hartglass : Bass
Vinnie Zummo : Guitars
Recorded and mixed at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY   

Nobody, Nobody Knows

Incredible

We're born. We do stuff.  We die. Does it matter?  Who knows?  The world just keeps on turning.

KEEPS ON TURNING

Some are born so proud yet easy to sell their dignity
Some are lost and found
A twist of the fate brings you closer to me
Walk without a sound and you'll see an eternity
Some are sacred, some are naked
Throw the dice and you'll see what I mean

People always come and people always go
But the world don't care it just keeps on turning
Sometimes it’s a yes and sometimes it’s no
But the world don't care it just keeps on turning
Yeah

Brother stole a car
Sister lost her virginity
Mother licks her scars
Father splits with the nun from the farm...

People always come and people always go
But the world don't care it just keeps on turning
Sometimes it’s a yes and sometimes it’s no
But the world don't care it just keeps on turning
Yeah
Life can move real fast and life can move real slow
But the world don't care it just keeps on turning
Yeah…

Well I don't understand it and I guess I never will
Throw out your cosmic theories and eat yourself a pizza!

'Cause people always come and people always go
But the world don't care it just keeps on turning
Sometimes it’s a yes and sometimes it’s no
But the world don't care it just keeps on turning
Yeah
Life can move real fast and life can move real slow
But the world don't care it just keeps on turning
Yeah…

Credits:
John Tabacco : Vocals, Guitar, Programming
Recorded and Mixed at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY 

Keeps On Turning (version 2)

Sometimes death might be the only solution. Sometimes...

BREAK AWAY

I see some shadows besides me
moving to and fro
I hear some noises behind me
This is all I know

Wanna move wanna ‘splore other realms
Wanna groove like nobody else

But I can’t break away
No I can’t break away
No I can’t break away from all these illusions
Tying me down

Deep conversation surrounds me
Coursing through my brain
But there’s not soul who’s around me
To understand my pain

Wanna move
wanna ‘splore other realms
Wanna groove - like nobody else

But I can’t break away - No I can’t break away
No I can’t break away from all these illusions
All these delusions tying me down

I’m just human - a three dimensional square
There’s so much to know it’s confusing
It sucks to be so unaware

Wanna move
wanna ‘splore other realms
Wanna groove - like nobody else

But I can’t break away - No I can’t break away
No I can’t break away from all these illusions
All these delusions tying me down

Credits:
JT : Vocals, Guitar, Programming
Recorded and Mixed at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY 


Break Away

Misread words of wisdom.

FOLLOW THE FOLD

Lucy Loop was a dyke
The kind of dyke who was a stealth cross dresser
Fairly easy to like
In church she was the sister confessor
Then one day in a fit - she decided to split
Headed out to where a voice was calling
Soon she got on a plane,
Sat right next to this dame
Who repeated in her face this warning line...

Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Flats falling down

Lucy Loop was impressed
She slid her hand across the dame’s left titty
It was an instant romance
The kind of roaming that could leave one gritty
Then the plane took a dive and a stewardess cried
Some crazy douche was high-jack happy
But Lucy Loop and her pair were way too busy to care,
Trading spit and trading this stupid line...

Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Flats falling down

Well this high-jacking fool quickly started to drool
As he saw the ladies get in deeper
Distracted just for a sec, loose baggage fell on his neck
Producing quite a flat unconscious clown

Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Follow the fold and always whack out for flats falling down
Flats falling down

Credits
JT : Vocals, Drums, Guitar
Recorded and Mixed at Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY 



Follow The Fold

SOUND OF POSSIBILITIES

The jury is out, you’ve got to let it go
Stop hurting yourself
There's something you should know
I pray that a change comes your way
Once you were creative but you seem to have strayed
The static you feel is a lie
Listen very closely can you hear them inside

It's the sound of possibilities
They’re everywhere and waiting
The sounds of possibilities are there
The sound of possibilities present themselves so willing
When you allow yourself to be in the zone
When you allow yourself to come back home

A mind that is clear – like a piece of cherry pie
Gets right to the point
You know you can't deny the beauty of oneness in tune
Sharing ideas locking in and out of a groove
Cynics will come and will go
But you don’t have to listen when they tell you the answer is NO!

'Cause the sounds of possibilities – they’re everywhere and waiting
The sounds of possibilities are there

The sound of possibilities – present themselves so willing
When you allow yourself to be in the zone
When you allow yourself to come back home

The sounds of possibilities swirling in infinities messing up the Trinity's hair
Pumpin' up variety
Pissing off mortality when the will to live isn't there

The sounds block out all those obstacles trying hard to keep me down
They always fuel my motor just before I hit the ground

The sound of possibilities they're everywhere and waiting
The sounds of possibilities are there
The sound of possibilities present themselves so willing
When you allow yourself to be in the zone
When you allow yourself to come back home
When you allow yourself to come back home
When you allow yourself to come back home
When you allow yourself to come back home
When you allow yourself to come back home

Credits:
JT : Vocals, Guitar, Programming
Recorded and Mixed at Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY 

Sound Of Possibilities

A re-imagining of the Goffin and King song (you know - the one that The Beatles covered) recorded off the top of my head back in the day.

CHAINS / 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...

Credits:
CHAINS
JT : Vocals, Guitar, Drums, Keyboard
Debbie Jones : Portuguese Vocal
Recorded and Mixed at Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY
in 2000

MAKE IT RAIN OVER EASY (Attempt #4)
JT : Vocals, Programming
Nick DiMauro : Talking
Recorded and Mixed at Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY 

Chains /  Make It Rain Over Easy (attempt 4)

Dive into the quirky and hilarious vibes of "Luigedly"! This catchy tune blends witty lyrics, upbeat melodies, and playful storytelling to celebrate everyone's favorite fuzzy-eyebrowed pal. With a mix of humor, charm, and a touch of satire, the song takes you on a whimsical journey through courtrooms, justice, and undeniable charisma. Perfect for fans of comedy music, quirky pop, and unique anthems that stick in your head. Whether you’re looking for a good laugh or a funky jam, "Luigedly" delivers beyond a reasonable doubt!

🎶 Comedy Music, Quirky Pop, Witty Lyrics, Catchy Tunes, Luigi Vibes, Justice Humor, Upbeat Melody, Viral Music, Parody Song, Fun Soundtrack 🎶

Luigedly

I know this one feels a little loop heavy but i enjoy the vibes it gives. 
The ending is extra and im keeping that way

The Vaisravana's Dance Beat

Our first official release of 2025! #synchronized 💞 Get that flow. Adjust the tempo. :)

Ashes and Dreams - Synchronized

“Banana Shoes” blends electropop and breakbeat with a surreal twist. LeKKee deliver sharp vocals over glitchy rhythms in a track that plays with pop tropes and digital absurdity.
https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/369NL4UG83hq9UhAc1HSkb

Banana Shoes

She Blooms Anyway is the debut EP by NIVIRA, a singer-songwriter crafting soft, soulful pop for the quietly resilient. Across three deeply personal tracks, this project traces a journey of choosing optimism, reclaiming self-worth, and finding comfort in your own voice.

Each song is symbolized by a flower—sunflower, rose, and baby’s breath—capturing the delicate balance of strength and softness that defines Nivira’s sound. From the playful defiance of PositiviTEA, to the poetic rebellion of Prejudice & Pride, and the gentle assurance of Be Okay, this EP invites listeners to bloom through what they go through.

With acoustic textures, cinematic touches, and poetic lyrics, She Blooms Anyway is more than music—it’s a healing space wrapped in whimsical melody. Created for anyone navigating growth, grief, or self-doubt, these songs are quiet reminders that even in the shadows, we still bloom.

Prejudice & Pride

BeOkay

PositiviTEA

A playful song about an eccentric obsession with collecting soda cans, capturing a whimsical yet chaotic daily routine.

Oops all soda cans

Zehnova & S.Q.B Present

Song – Wicked Little Grin
Singer/Lyrics/Composer – S.Q.B.
Producer – Zehnova
Genre – Modern R&B / Soulful Pop

A smooth, mischievous R&B groove wrapped in soulful melodies and playful storytelling — this track captures the spirit of a strange little monster with a grin that never fades. Inspired by Labubu and all things cute, strange, and wild.

© All Rights Reserved | Zehnova | 2025–50

Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution of this content without explicit permission is strictly prohibited.

Wicked Little Grin

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.

Alternate channel of dream-pop artists, Ashes and Dreams.

Check out our official channel for originals: @ashes-and-dreams

Find us online at www.ashesanddreams.com

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I make music I can daydream magic/robot battles to, mainly instrumental, and I'm just having fun with it. This is really my sketchbook of sorts, so what you listen to today may not sound the same tommorow...

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