More Feelings

by Sup, Muscles?

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"In an ever-growing emo scene, bands have to become more and more adaptable – twinkly guitars and lyrics about basements aren’t going to cut it anymore. It’s becoming a bloated scene, and bands have to find ways to stand out from the crowd. Pittsburgh’s Sup, Muscles? come ready to answer the question. While sticking to emo principles, their debut EP comes alongside less straightforward songwriting, dual vocals, and occasional saxophone."

- Post-Grad Music Reviews

"I don’t know why, but for me listening to their 5 song EP “More Feelings” feels like coming home. Even if I just stumbled upon the band from the Keystone State a few days ago, their sound seems to be familiar to me. Twinkly Emo parts are combined with Screamo and even hints of Jazz. The conventional instruments perfectly interact with the saxophone and the Glockenspiel while the vocals change from clean to rough, sometimes in two parts. All of this results in a sophisticated overall package."

- Form Und Leere

"None of my favorite twinkle/mathy/skramzy bands have a female vocalist, but I think that just changed. Dual vocals laced with emotion and melodic guitar licks covered in Mike Kinsella influences roped me right in. Everything flows so smoothly throughout this five song release, from the male to female vocal transitions to the introduction of saxophone in two of the tracks. Definitely check these talented musicians out!"

- Cemetery Tapes


3 years later, it's finally done. What began with Molly finger picking twinkly stuff and Jake telling her to make it mathier is now a 5 song EP. These recordings were a very DIY operation, minus some very welcome mixing and mastering help (read the credits, please!). We learned so much about music and recording and ourselves while doing this. Lots of ups and downs have propelled us to this point, and we're so happy to have never derailed. John Paul and Trevor are so fucking amazing, and they've helped us solidify something that means so much to all of us. I guess I'm rambling here, but what I really mean to say is thank you for listening, and we hope you enjoy it.


released January 12, 2015

Molly Spear - Guitar/Vox
Jacob Campbell - Bass/Vox
Trevor Wedekind - Guitar
John Paul Zigterman - Drums/Glockenspiel

Saxophone on "I'm Resilient" and "Danica" by Ferdinand Fernando.

Recorded by Sup, Muscles? and Ben Nehlich @ Bone Soup Studios
Produced by Benjamin Nehlich and Sup, Muscles? @ Gramma Ray Records
Mastered by Alexander Harris

Album cover by Aetoric Design (

Thanks to Ben Nehlich and Jackson Boytim for helping the band with group vocals and millions of other things.

Thanks to Victor, Linda, Emily, Casey, Rob, Debra, Us, Paper Boy Collective, Stasha, Kenny, Joei, Josh, Joshua, Dan, Derrick, and anyone else that ever helped us keep being a band.

Special thanks to everyone that played with us before this line up for helping to form these songs.

This album is dedicated to the memory of Danica Canfield.



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Track Name: I'm Resilient
We were approached by the same girl
in the same way
at the same time we both shared a bed
but not a head full of intention and regret
but I bet that we both will by the end of tonight

Empty bottles, empty souls, uncharged
Thrust my head deep into your chest on the hottest day

When the bars are closed, the air returns
I writhe on the floor

Strange rooms, plastic smears
Twelve fucking beers

When the bars are closed, the air returns
I writhe on the floor

At night when the drunks are howling
top 40 in the street,
the air is thin and I stay up singing
the hymns of times we'll never have

Where are you?
Track Name: Drinking Alone Can Only Take You so Far
You talk forever
but you say nothing
and you do nothing
so why don't you just...

Wore this down,
wore it into the ground
It should've been over
It's been a long time coming
Track Name: Danica
You were my best friend
but I couldn't save you
and your precious heart

The disorder around me is my own
Nothing can bring you back
I've been holding onto
Something that's not there

You laid in the warm grass
and told me to run
And I've been running away ever since
I'll never grow up

The disorder around me is my own
Nothing can bring you back
I've been holding onto
Something that's not there

Hold on now, it's falling around you
Wish that I could ever fucking relate it to anything, but I can't

We're sad to see you go,
but we're almost there
We've lived a lifetime,
but we're almost there
Track Name: It Totally Would Have Happened
You deserve more than you give yourself
Hanging out won't get you anywhere
At all

I can't believe we thought this would work out this time
We'll just have to make our dreams come true all by ourselves

So we'll follow our hearts,
and we will find our dreams
And if you find your hearts,
then you can find your dreams
Track Name: Something About Ghosts
Will you pick up the pieces when I break?
Sweep me up and scatter me
Burn me up or bury me
Put me in a box and throw me out

I'm already half way there
and my time is always running out
the sand is slipping through my fingers now

I see you but you don't know I'm there
I may as well be gone
You can't break me down
because I'm already dead

I am a ghost
You're the living

After all these fucking years
you see how far I've come
but you still try to break me down
every fucking day
but I'm not gonna take it anymore

The minimum effort
the maximum reward
The eyes that see the back of my fucking face
The health that I lose
The case that I am
please join us because we are…

I am a ghost
You're the living