Nothing Really Matters © 2024 by John Tabacco

Nod 11: Vocals, Guitar
Kennedy Oswald: Harmonies, Guitar
Moon Landing Jr. : Drums
Vixen Roswell : Bass
JT : Keyboards
Recorded and Mixed at Suburban Hermit Studios III, Ronkonkoma, NY 


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

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?

Nothing Really Matters

Lower Intelligence

blame

A nice little ditty about desecrating the tombs of our idols. Enjoy!

Grave Robbers

Every word I shout, they call it lies
Truth denied, they cover their tracks, I surmise
(Conspiracy)  as I unveil the unseen
No escaping what's real, I won't be silenced, no serene
Misinformation they claim, but they can't hide their shame
I'm prying open the chains, exposing their game

They're calling it a theory
I'm breaking through the smokescreen
They label it misleading
But truth is what they're fearing

Open eyes, they label me insane (I'm not to blame)
Chained down by their deceit, I'll tear apart their reign
Lies thrown my way, but they won't silence the call
I stand tall, their echoes will crumble and fall
Exposing the facade, I'm storming through the blinds
In the chaos, truth's fire will blow their minds

They're calling it a theory
I'm breaking through the smokescreen
They label it misleading
But truth is what they're fearing

The masses scream out loud, we're breaking the shroud
Unfazed by their games, we rise from the crowd
Craving truth, we'll dismantle their disguise
In the end, watch us sever all the lies

They're calling it a theory
I'm breaking through the smokescreen
They label it misleading
But truth is what they're fearing

Witnessing Full Spectrum Lunacy

Truth Denied

Flash those lights, see the badge and the stare
Bravado in uniform, do they even care?
It's a game of push and shove, justice on a chain
Got their thrill from the power, fuels their disdain
They thrive in chaos, escalation's their card
Blind justice, they think they're playing God

Hands up, but still, they're rough
Hearts cold, they've had enough
Truth is twisted, lines blurred
Voices silenced, never heard

Street's a stage for their domination game
Chaos justified by their unearned fame
Tensions rise, they feed on fear
Bullets echo, intent unclear
For whom do they serve, protect, and fight?
The power-trip blurs the line (of what's right)

Hands up, but still, they're rough
Hearts cold, they've had enough
Truth is twisted, lines blurred
Voices silenced, never heard

Shadows lurk in places unseen
Innocents caught in a twisted dream
But we rise, won't be pinned or shamed
Light the fire, ignite the change

Hands up, but still, they're rough
Hearts cold, they've had enough
Truth is twisted, lines blurred
Voices silenced, never heard

Push & Shove

produced by veshawn / bvlgaribands  


Lookin at these ghosts
I jus walk on by
going thru the motions
I done crossed all time
She think that we close but we jus talk online
Smokin goopy
 jaded in the dark all night 

Bottom of ocean where I’ll toss my line
Reeling in the moments tryna snatch my lies
Hit me with a potion come and doxx my mind
Feugo in the forest, come and douse my eyes.
—————-

Tryna keep my balance
Bruh I’m barely rowin

These waters all uncharted
Don’t know where we goin

Y’all quick to pointin fingers
But u Barely stow it

Lookin for the needle
Feel like Demi on it

—————

100 on the speedo
Spend like 50 on the
Fit

Ride in El Caminos
Steady mobbin thru the
Most

All my strong be potent
I been longin for a 
Hit

Shootin like a 
Western 
Bitch I’m aimin from the 
Hip

Why u fw him?

Tryna catch a feeling
Sometimes I can’t get a 
Grip

I don’t see no replacements
Baby can I get a 
Lift?


I wish
I wish


——— hook again:

verse 2:

i’ll confess 
been lost without my friend 

w smokey through the stress
i pop out then regress 

still move with dyin horses
liked i lined that shit with ket

boney i’m a fossil
i been jolly off this M 

barely fit description
keep it short unlike a JNCO
quit acting like you with it
yont know shit about my skin tone
lately been head-ridden
i aint fw thèse bimbos
bless em in my spirit 
chest smelllin like a temple

down just like a benzo 
sketchy like a pencil/soul
ridin round this ricey whip
shit boxy like a bento
strung out off the hemp roll
R.I.P to lentils 
pull up to my ends hell ye
baby keep the tempo

askin for thé story
yont know where tf i been bro

act like you gon hold me
cus m’y pockets wide, i been broke

wrapped around w shells of me
i tote that shit akimbo

coping— it’s a thing
burn my threads out like a spindle

doxx my mind [p. bvlgaribands]

Love Her REMIX (Slowed + Reverb)

This song is about how cloying and annoying it is that Hallmark makes every day a holiday, and especially Christmas.

Every  Day is a Hallmark Day

A Christmas song for those who dont like Christmas songs.

We at Nova Babies are proud to introduce one of the most brutally honest pieces of Christmas music in hope that those who struggle with seasonal depression; hyper-consumerism; economic hardships and the noise of relentless marketing: can feel heard.

We love you all

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays

Rudolph, Make It Quick! (Feat. Ryan Pardey)

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 600 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.

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.

Here I am, in modernity. I have waltzed into the lair of the dragon, wearing my best shoes, holding a wake for the dying ego. I have waded in the fountain of eternal youth searching for the coins that hapless conquistadors threw in several centuries ago. And I, now forever young, can still not afford to pay my debts. C'est la vie.

#SMNDIF SOLDIER
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http://linktr.ee/veshawn

Songs that are a defiant stand against the official narratives.

I am a cultural anthropologist by trade. Started playing the mandolin in 2018 and started writing songs in early 2020. I am most influenced by singer songwriter folk musicians from the sixties and seventies. I am a fan of many different genres and modern musicians too.

Making electronic music since 2020\been a metal vocalist since 2012
Free From Flesh out now 
Arcade Tokens out August first

New tracks tagged #cynical