Matthew Scharpf's Strangers and Saints

Matthew Scharpf's Strangers and Saints

 Berwyn, Illinois, USA

New Folk. Think Acoustic Elvis Costello and Dire Straits covering the Beatles' Rubber Soul with nods to Neil Young, Bob Seger, and Paul Westerberg.


Matthew Scharpf has been writing songs for over 20 years. He, with his former band Jamestown, has had his songs in movie soundtracks, in national ad campaigns, and played on major radio stations. He has written hundreds of tunes, many of which appear on three Jamestown cd’s.
Independently selling over thousands of copies while touring the midwest and southeast, Jamestown performed at many independent music festivals in the U.S. and Canada, opening for acts such as 10,000 Maniacs, Tragically Hip, Cracker, Freddy Jones Band, and the Drovers. Matt plays live often in and around Chicagoland.


I have been inspired at one time or another by James Taylor, Lloyd Cole, Matthew Sweet, Paul McCartney, John Mellencamp, Lyle Lovett, Jeff Tweedy (Wilco), Indigo Girls, John Fogherty, Paul Westerberg (Replacements), Elvis Costello, Jim Croce, the Jayhawks, Justin Currie (DelAmitri), Joshua Tree U2, early R.E.M., Rubber-Soul and White-Album Beatles, Dire Straits, Ron Sexsmith, Evan Dando (Lemonheads), Tom Petty, Elliot Smith, and Toad the Wet Sprocket.


All That I've Left

Written By: Matthew Scharpf

All That I've Left © 2008 Matthew Scharpf

Well the walk this spring morning is cold
And our farmhouse is empty and sold
It's the last time I'll walk 'long our river
And touch the trees that delivered
Your crimson, burnt orange, and gold.

You were always amazed this time of year
How fast the sun set and the chills reappeared
I think back to all of your pain
As the doctors would claim that
You'd be out of the woods, in the clear.

But oh what a show while your curtain was closing
Now your rocking chair's empty and still
It's all that I've left

I remember so much from that day
Watched your eyes well as the branches kept swaying
Felt the same wind you'd been painting
As your color slowly faded
From sunshine to dishwater grey

But oh what a show while your curtain was closing
Now your rocking chair's empty and still
It's all that I've left
It's all that I've left

And the sun always found its way to your face
As you're laying in bed after everything's been said like a prayer
All the places we never went! All the letters never sent into thin air

One thing you left was a canvas half begun
Of your rocking chair worn out and numb
I still hear it crackling and creaking
Through loose boards in the ceiling
Oh some things just never get done


2011 Stephens Hotel (EP)
1997 Take This as You Will
1996 Jamestown
1994 Handful of Sand
1993 Emotional Baggage