Scores of Minor Verses

by Bicycle Sunday

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The majority of these songs were painstakingly written between the winter of 2010 and the summer of 2011, initially recorded during the spring of 2013, then finished in a small room in the fall of 2014, then sat in a computer for a long time.

We've always been really bad about doing things with music when we say we will, but hopefully the long wait was worth it.


released December 20, 2014

Instruments and vocals recorded by Joe McAndrew between Half-Vegan Pizza Party Studios and Big Cat-Huna Studios in Lansing and East Lansing, MI respectively. Mixing and mastering very poorly done by Joe McAndrew at Big Cat-Huna Studios in East Lansing, MI.



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Bicycle Sunday East Lansing, Michigan

Bicycle Sunday is the brainchild of Joe McAndrew, a man who likes cats, coffee, and poetry. Heavily influenced by bands like Pedro the Lion, Mineral, and Death Cab for Cutie, Bicycle Sunday creates melodic, melancholy songs that hurt in all the right ways. ... more

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Track Name: Your Jacket Won't Tackle a Michigan Winter
Nights fade into memories of better times
when we spoke, when we felt
like nothing could change this
like nothing could change us

like it did, those frosty November days
when we felt the sparkle leave your eyes

You tried your hardest to forget,
But I still remember it was so cold that I could see your breath
when you said you didn't love me anymore.
Track Name: Tennis Court Oaths
You took the words out of my mouth so sweetly
when you said, "things have changed
since the late nights last spring when you were sure
there could be nothing better than this"

And I begged you to say anything at all
so I held your words close to my heart

You promised you'd never forget!
You promised you'd never leave!
Track Name: Moving Day Massacre
There were boxes strewn across the floor of your apartment
all three-hundred square feet to pack into what little space you had
and take time to realize just what you were leaving or if it'd be the best for you

there was nothing keeping me for your comfort
or to keep you safe from what you could never see

there was nothing left for us here, or anywhere
and nothing could ever change that
Track Name: 10:40 to Chicago
you didn't have to say a word because everyone already knew
you blamed me for everything that started with a whimper, but turned to a roar

it was the summer i started to hate myself for what happened that spring
it was your heart that saved you, mine almost drowned us both

it was a burden to bury us both, a secret too much to bear - an ever constant fear of failure and failing Him
So how could you assert that, with so little base - that I don't miss him
Because I still miss him

I still miss him!