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In 1924, a sightless, bitter young man left his family in Kentucky and headed North. One morning he awoke in the living room of a kind family in Phillipsburg, NJ. The patriarch, an Italian American fellow named Pietro, handed Wayne a guitar. The rest is history. In 1925, Wayne wrote his first song, Gimme My Cat, about a sightless, bitter young man who claims ownership of a cat. Two years later, Wayne regained his sight. His music reflects the change. His first happy tune, Podee Pride, tells the tale of a lovable con man. If anyone has original recordings of these priceless works, please contact renner@snip.net. Wayne Moon dropped from sight in 1940 until 1972, when a failed, elderly record producer noticed him playing at a questionable establishment somewhere near the Delaware River. The record producer recognized one of the songs and realized, after the second or third song, that Wayne Moon was not dead. |
| A tour was planned amidst much ballyhoo, and Wayne disappeared again before the first performance. The elderly record producer had no choice but to search for Wayne. Following a tip-off that led him to Turkey, the record producer died of natural causes. Wayne later said that he had never been in Turkey, claiming that he was nearby, on an archeological dig in the Sudetenland at that time. Critics dispute the chronology. |
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| Wayne is no longer as prolific as he was during the first half of the century. His last public performance was in 1995 at a Sing For Your Supper party at the private home of Baroness Carolyn Hartman. Above right, he is caught in the company of artist Laura Renner at a chic party in Philadelphia. Note the phony beard and dark glasses. |
| If you have nothing better to do and wish to hear samples of the music of Wayne Moon, click on the song titles or the corresponding gold speakers below. Be patient...you may not see the download, so wait a few minutes before giving up. Download time varies, one to four minutes. If you have a problem, please contact renner@snip.net.We hope to update the technology someday. |
Funny Bunny | Wayne's lyrics often recounted unusual events. In 1992, he heard the story of a murderer who dressed in a rabbit costume to commit his crimes. The killer was tracked to Maine, where he was nabbed near a mountain range referred to as The Bubbles. Authorities claim that the story Wayne heard was told to him by voices in his head. |
Excerpts from Funny Bunny
What an odd, bizarre disguise. Playful lights dance in its eyes.
It tells you that you've naught to fear. And slits your neck from ear to ear.
We found it in the Bubbles.
Spackle | Wayne Moon's last recording was a studio version of the song he played at the Sing For Your Supper party. The song is called Spackle. It's based on the home remodeling experiences of his sometime nemesis Rich Renner, who, for a time, was driven to distraction by the "white chocolate mousse." |
Excerpt from Spackle
Why bother spackling? Fill the holes with all our pet piranha fish. Oh why not spackle up a dish?
I know that this is gibberish. I'm getting awfully feverish.
Spackle. Spackle. Spackling my tabernacle. White paste compound. Mix with water, stir around.
Spackle walls to spackled studs. Slice my veins and mix in blood. To me it's white chocolate mousse.
White chocolate mousse served up with my tomato juice.
Podee Pride | While riding the rails, Wayne was introduced to all manner of humanity. In this tune, Podee Pride is a charming hobo who, according to one cryptic lyric, "could leave The Beast tongue-tied." Some speculate that Podee was actually a sociologist posing as a bum to conduct experiments in hypnotism. Others believe that Podee never existed and simply represents evil. |
Excerpt from Podee Pride
Seven years ago we shook hands goodbye.
You said to me, "I've got to fly! But since I'm off, can your wife come along?"
(Laughs) That Podee Pride could do no wrong!
Tell me Podee Pride . . . tell me what to do.
The in-laws want my honey back, but I've promised her to you!
Gimme My Catby Wayne Moon Copyright 1924 Wayne Moon's first song, Gimme My Cat, tells the tale of a sightless, bitter young man who demands the return of his cat, which had been a gift for a little boy whose sister refused to return the amorous advances of the bitter, young man. This rare recording was found at a yard sale. The right side of the cylinder was destroyed. |
Lyrics from Gimme My Cat
Little boy gimme back my cat. Little boy gimme back my cat.
I never see your sister around no more!
I gotta bone to pick with your mean old pappy. He ain't been selling me what makes me happy!
He says my kind ain't welcome in his store. So little boy you can't have my cat no more.
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