Jesus & The Moon

by Simon Scardanelli

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Three odd songs from 2014 (What Good Is This Old Guitar?), 2011 (Jesus & The Moon) and 2009 (The Treadmill). I couldn't find the right album to fit these songs into so decided they belonged together on their own EP.

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released September 13, 2016

Solo acoustic guitar and vocals.

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Simon Scardanelli Brighton, UK

Simon Scardanelli is a singer, songwriter and occasional actor based in Brighton in the UK. He has released several solo albums as well as albums with bands.

A great live performer who has toured extensively, he now prefers intimate and mindful audiences, so plays mainly private or house concerts, except by special arrangement with appropriate venues.
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Track Name: What Good Is This Old Guitar?
What Good Is This Old Guitar?

What good is this old guitar?
that I’ve dragged from city to city
carried around with me
that can’t settle down with me
oh no.

yeah what good is this old piece of wood to me?
that suffers my angry blows
or soft tender love never knows
when fingers bleed
on ebony

yeah what good is this old guitar
won’t somebody tell me
it’s done nothing but sell me
songs that I bring
to a world that can’t sing
in my key

CHORUS
and though we don’t have much to show for this life just a few crazy songs
I would be sad to lose my trusted old friend.

well I found you in ’72
and I should have known better then
to tie myself down so young
give up my freedom unsung
hitched to a runaway
bride

You promised me nothing it’s true
but I pledged you my honesty
my world-weary poetry
you humoured me
placated me

so what good is this old guitar?
that I’ve carried around with me
sat at home painfully
re-arranging the facts
just to cover my tracks in a song

What good is this old guitar?
Now that I’m turning grey
Do we still have some songs to play?
but in an easier key
don’t be so hard on me
and we don’t have much to show for this life just a few crazy songs...

© 2014 Simon Scardanelli/Musica Scardanelli
Track Name: Jesus & The Moon
Jesus & The Moon


D E B D E B
Ooh ooh ooh - ooh ooh ooh

Lying in the gutter, a bottle in my hand
Staring up at Jesus and the Moon
Kicked out of this city, but as far as I can tell
There’s never been a town I’ve left too soon

And the places I remember
Are the ones I should forget
Where the taste of dirt and danger keeps me sane.
And the faces I remember
Are the ones I’ve never met
All the World’s a perfect stranger who knows my name.

Standing by the roadside, got some letters in my hand
Some of them been trailing me for years.
Don’t suppose I’ll read them, but I keep them just in case
They’ll maybe tell me something I want to hear.

And the letters that I’ve written
Are the ones I’ve never sent
Full of words I’ve never spoken, or never meant.
And the times I wouldn’t listen
Are the times I can’t forget
Full of laughter, love and treasures I’ve not seen yet

Lying in the gutter, got the stars above my head
and I’m staring up at Jesus and the Moon
Well I’ve worn so many welcomes
Like dusty scuffed up shoes
And I’ve walked away from sadness and the blues

And the faces I remember
Are the ones I’ve never met
All the World’s a perfect stranger who knows my name.
And the times I wouldn’t listen
Are the times I can’t forget
Full of laughter, love and treasures I’ve not seen yet


Words and music © 2011 Simon Scardanelli
Track Name: The Treadmill
The Treadmill

I’ve laid upon this bed before
and worn these sheets threadbare
the candle low, the leaky steam
this house of ill-repair

The curtains torn - the light breaks through
it dances with the dust
that settles slowly - finest coat
of aged grey-skinned rust

I've said I do a thousand times
T'was true but twice at best
and now this jaded pillow talk
lies yellowed in my chest

the same old disappearing act
the same old rules apply
to each until his needs are met
from those who will supply

So here we go with senses red
and fire-torn rips of thigh
I stand inside this blackened heart
the treadmill of desire

The dying breath of needless love
the bleeding and the pain
The broken-hearted rollercoaster
treadmill wins again

I've laid upon this bed before
and worn these sheets threadbare
the candle low, the leaky steam
this house of ill-repair

Words and music Simon Scardanelli © 2009 Musica Scardanelli