Electronic, Rock

Episode 11: [Psychedelic Rock] Dronehead Odyssey

Episode 11 features Dronehead Odyssey from Boston, MA.

The band has just one member, Matt Sanviti Fuller, and so far he’s released two albums: Cave Paintings and Band Band Fortuna. His music delves into a number of subjects including secular humanism, history, culture, science, politics, and philosophy. With such a broad range of lyrical intrigue, his songs are also musically very catchy.

For more information about Dronehead Odyssey, and to keep updated on his music, check out:

droneheadodyssey.com

facebook.com/droneheadodyssey

instagram.com/droneheadodyssey

 

The Better Angels of Our Nature

Gold and copper came down

So did the sword and the crown

So much pain and torture

And loss and fortune

And wars still rage

But old habits break

When the haloed kids of antiquity come

 

Demons of our past still scheme and thrive

Comb the earth and bring ’em back alive

Just when you think we’re running out of time

The better angels of our nature have arrived

 

Not that everything’s solved

But violence seems to evolve

pain and torture

And loss and fortune

And wars still rage

But old habits break

When the haloed kids of antiquity come

 

Demons of our past still scheme and thrive

Comb the earth and bring ’em back alive

Just when you think we’re running out of time

The better angels of our nature have arrived

 

 

 

There’s No Hope for Camelot

You really nailed me down, I’m caught

I think of the past quite a lot

I wish I could see you, the whole damn lot

But there’s not hope for Camelot

We were a buzzed American scene

Living in a wild renaissance dream

I’ll pour a glass of wine for the team

And drink to immortalized memory

 

I meet a lot of people and they all seem tense

Spend a lot of their life counting dollars and cents

Yeah, I meet a lot of people and they all make sense

I meet a lot of people and we’re not like them

 

And we could wish upon a star

But that wouldn’t get us very far

I wish I could see you, the whole damn lot

But there’s not hope for Camelot

More impassioned, less serious

The power of shared experience

And it really wets my appetite

For more of them bright city lights

 

​I meet a lot of people and they all seem tense

Spend a lot of their life counting dollars and cents

Yeah, I meet a lot of people and they all make sense

I meet a lot of people and we’re not like them

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