Magic Bullet Theory

Magic Bullet Theory

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Alternative rock that blends the innovation of Radiohead, the pop sensibility of Weezer and the emotion of Smashing Pumpkins.

Biography

Since its birth in 2001, Tampa-based Magic Bullet Theory has grown to become one of Florida's top regional bands. Having shared the stage with national acts such as Better Than Ezra, Audiovent, South FM and Spin Doctors, the band is poised to broaden its sphere of influence in the coming years.

For its debut album, Magic Bullet Theory offers a recorded document of more than two years of songwriting and live performances. Engineered and mixed at the band's own Western Ear Studios, "Post-Depressionism" has garnered comparisons to bands such as Radiohead, Weezer and Smashing Pumpkins.

Drawing from alternative rock of the early 1990s coupled with another decade of music innovation, "Post-Depressionism" represents the band members' wide influences and diverse tastes, swirling them into a driving, timeless rock album.

Lyrics

Drone

Written By: Dustin Buchheister

The car was off, the song stayed on
Still I listened like a junkie
Smoking butts out in the rain
And every memory we made
Slowly glistened till I started
Up the car and drove away

Steady like a drone I will reach you
Guided by the thought I could teach you

Wake up and rise, the morning's alive
And once you were right where I wanted
Flailing and fine, summers unwind
Open your mind 'cause I'm on it

Every footstep in the sand
Left impressions until the water
Came and washed them out to sea
I know your daddy hates the band
His possession in a shit-storm
Setting course for you and me

Steady like a drone I will reach you
Guided by the thought I could teach you

Wake up and rise, the morning's alive
And once you were right where I wanted
Flailing and fine, summers unwind
Open your mind 'cause I'm on it

Yeah, yeah no more waiting around all morning
Yeah, yeah no more waiting, this time I'm going

Steady like a drone I will reach you
Guided by the thought I could teach you

Wake up and rise, the morning's alive
And once you were right where I wanted
Flailing and fine, summers unwind
Open your mind 'cause I'm on it

Flailing and fine, summers unwind
Once you were right where I wanted
Still on my mind, drunk all the time
But it's all that I ever wanted
I wanted
I wanted

20-Something

Written By: Dustin Buchheister

I caught my favorite band last night
But, baby, what I saw there blew my mind
At the center of the teeming pit
I was knocked out cold by some teenage kids

Maria woke me from my bad dream
I fell asleep watching MTV
When did we lose our right to self-indulgence
Where'd I put my useless fake I.D.

I'm 20-something living in a teenage land
I'm a folk singer opening for a teenage band

I used to sneak into R-rated movies to watch
Sharon Stone get jiggy and wet
Now I'm sitting next to baby-boomers
Watching teenage girls rub their tits

I wanna quit my full-time day job
I'd rather work just ten hours a week
Supplemented with a fat allowance
And the keys to my parent's SUV

I'm 20-something living in a teenage land
I'm a folk singer opening for a teenage band

So all you pimp-ass teenage gangsters
Live it up and get your fill
Baby, stay out late and wake up early
High school's just a bitter pill

And tell your parents not to worry
You don't want to make them mad
They're your 40-something money trees
Growing in your teenage garden land

I'm 20-something living in a teenage land
I'm a folk singer opening for a teenage band

I'm 20-something
I'm 20-something
Living in a teenage land
A teenage land
Well baby come on, baby let's go
Do you want to come out after the show
Well baby come on, baby let's go
Do you want to come out after the show

Sweet Irene

Written By: Dustin Buchheister

Sorting out the cloud and doubt
That filtered in my soul
I could see for the first time

Posted on the wall above a stall
Inside the show
I could read my forture blind

You and I are like a star against the Earth
Disappeared in morning only to return
Every night until there's nothing left to burn
What will it take to learn you're mine

Deep inside the secret lines
You drew to keep me out
I was standing by your side

High above the pity of
A shadow of a doubt
I was strapped in for the ride

You and I are like a star against the Earth
Disappeared in morning only to return
Every night until there's nothing left to burn
What will it take to learn you're mine

Good night sweet Irene
I'll never be much further
than the distance you can reach
Good night sweet Irene
I'll never disappoint you
Any more than what you've seen

Discography

Post-Depressionism (Independent Records, 2003)

Set List

Sets are typically 45 minutes to one hour of original material.

We can also do full-night shows (3-4 one hour sets with fifteen minute breaks) which include covers pulled mainly from 90s alternative rock (Pearl Jam, Counting Crows, Red Hot Chili Peppers), plus a few current hits.