“California” — lyrics

Words and music by Andru Bemis Packed my bags I’m going away Gonna fly to California I’m sick and tired of the lousy weather every day Write a letter when I think of you Maybe call when I feel blue There’s only one thing I’m sure to miss I wish you could be here too…

“Plays Past His Bedtime” — album by Andru Bemis

New Year’s Eve, 2001, West Chicago, IL. Twenty hundred hours. Bemis’ motorbike wouldn’t start. He pushed it up the hill. He rode it down the hill. It burped a couple times. Back up the hill. Then down the hill. Burp. Then up. Then down. Burp. Up. Down. Burp… That’s how Bemis ended up recording these…