Black Jean Moe – Hot Money (Official Audio 1969) | Alternative Reality Radio

Описание: The official 2025 remaster of "Hot Money" the adrenaline shot 1969 hit by Black Jean Moe
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About the Track:
If "Heart Eater" was the emotional bruise of Black Jean Moe's 1969 debut, "Hot Money" was the adrenaline shot. Written in the back of a cramped tour van between Chicago and New Orleans, the track serves as a raucous autobiography of the band's sudden, chaotic rise to fame.

Frontman Zed Foland penned the lyrics on a napkin after a high-stakes poker game went wrong, channeling the paranoia and thrill of living fast with cash that feels "too hot to hold." Musically, the song captures the band at their most feral, featuring a blistering slide-guitar rhythm that drives the song like a runaway train. While "Heart Eater" dominated the charts, "Hot Money" became the underground anthem for the counter-culture, cementing the band's reputation as outlaws of the blues-rock scene.

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Release Details:
Original Release Date: August 12, 1969
Label: ARR Records (Archival Reissue)
Format: Stereo
Genre: Heavy Blues Rock / Proto-Metal
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Lyrics:
Heard it buzzin’ in the back room talk
Whispered soft like a funeral choir
Yeah, Smells like oil and cheap perfume
Now, Every clock in town said doom

Man said Son, you don’t ask why
You take it quick and you don’t think twice
Hands were shakin’ when I touched the roll
Felt that heat go straight to my soul

Hot money — burns your hand
Hot money — don’t let go
Hot money — runs too fast
You swear it’s yours but it never lasts

Boots made outta snakeskin lies
Old friends avert their eyes
Every grin with a hidden cost
Every win showed what I lost

I talked real big, I walked real tall
But the walls started talkin’ back to the hall
Every face I met knew the game
Said “You’re not clean, you’re not the same”

Hot money — burns your hand
Hot money — rules the land
Hot money — sweet then cruel
She only pays in blood!

Mama said “Boy, don’t run too far”
Devil said “You already are”
Blue lights crawlin’ down the road
Countin’ sins instead of sums

Hot money — hear it call
Hot money — watch you fall
Hot money — cold at dawn
Everythin’ you bought is gone

Hot money… yeah
Still countin’ it
Hot money
Can’t cool it down
Hot money
Feel it butm
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Credits: Vocals: Zed Foland © 1969 Black Jean Moe / 2025 Alternative Reality Radio