The Blackwater Fever
The Blackwater Fever are an Australian blues guitar-drums band, formed in Brisbane, Queensland in 2005. They were awarded Best Blues & Roots Act at the 2006 Sunshine Coast Music Festival. They issued their debut five-track extended play, Abused Blues, in January 2006 by the founding duo of Shane Hicks on vocals and guitar; and Rick DeMarco on drums.[1] The tracks had been recorded live-in-the-studio at OPM Studios, Brisbane. Hicks and DeMarco co-wrote "Blackwater" Read Full BioThe Blackwater Fever are an Australian blues guitar-drums band, formed in Brisbane, Queensland in 2005. They were awarded Best Blues & Roots Act at the 2006 Sunshine Coast Music Festival. They issued their debut five-track extended play, Abused Blues, in January 2006 by the founding duo of Shane Hicks on vocals and guitar; and Rick DeMarco on drums.[1] The tracks had been recorded live-in-the-studio at OPM Studios, Brisbane. Hicks and DeMarco co-wrote "Blackwater", which provided the band's name, Hicks later recalled "[we were] brain storming for a band name we were having a hell of a time trying to come up with something. One of the first guitar/drums songs we wrote together was called ‘Blackwater’ and it’s about people catching a fever from drinking tainted water. Put all that together and you have our band name! We found out later that it was a term for severe malaria…. And because we were going for a dark swampy bluesy sound, we thought…. Perfect!"
By 2008 The Blackwater Fever had gained national radio exposure from youth radio station Triple J, on the Home & Hosed (October) and Roots 'n' All (November) segments,and from that station's Unearthed competition for new unsigned bands. In November 2008 they released their debut studio album, Sweet Misery, where DeMarco had been replaced by Andrew Walter on drums.
By late 2010 the line-up was a trio with Hicks and Walter joined by Jed A. Walters on bass guitar and keyboards. However their second album, In Stereo (June 2011), had been recorded before Walters had joined, "[Jed] didn't contribute to this album but he'll definitely be making a big contribution to the next one." Their third album, The Depths, appeared in March 2013 Luke Saunders of Reverb Street Press compared it with the previous two albums "[its] another intriguing step forward following the solid foundations the band laid on their dark and gritty debut, Sweet Misery (2009) and its more refined, equally accomplished follow-up, In Stereo (2011).
By 2008 The Blackwater Fever had gained national radio exposure from youth radio station Triple J, on the Home & Hosed (October) and Roots 'n' All (November) segments,and from that station's Unearthed competition for new unsigned bands. In November 2008 they released their debut studio album, Sweet Misery, where DeMarco had been replaced by Andrew Walter on drums.
By late 2010 the line-up was a trio with Hicks and Walter joined by Jed A. Walters on bass guitar and keyboards. However their second album, In Stereo (June 2011), had been recorded before Walters had joined, "[Jed] didn't contribute to this album but he'll definitely be making a big contribution to the next one." Their third album, The Depths, appeared in March 2013 Luke Saunders of Reverb Street Press compared it with the previous two albums "[its] another intriguing step forward following the solid foundations the band laid on their dark and gritty debut, Sweet Misery (2009) and its more refined, equally accomplished follow-up, In Stereo (2011).
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Don't Fuck With Joe
The Blackwater Fever Lyrics
He’s run this town since time begun
Like a barrel to the head from a loaded gun
He ain’t your friend and he ain’t your foe
But take heed now, don’t fuck with joe
Takes his hammer, takes a stone
Like a moth to a flame he will creep and crawl
To the light in the valley where you call it home
And break down your door when you’re sleeping sound
Takes his cleaver, cuts your throat
A cold-hearted killer in a dark black coat
Some say he’s the devil, just a bad mofo
One thing’s for sure you don’t fuck with joe
Well there once was a trucker by the name of clyde
Ran a little moonshine on the side
He knew damn well who owned that liquor store
But no one told him who wrote the law
Found tied to a sleeper on the railroad track
It was the midnight train that broke his back
Ain’t no way to die but then he shoulda had known
That he dug his grave when he fucked with joe
Sue ray ran a house of ill repute
In the old shack down by the black bayou
Had ‘em lined up way round the bend
I think you know how the story ends
Joe fucked her good with a shot to the head
Her brains laid out all over the bed
He had no right to do the things he did
But if you fuck with joe you gonna wind up dead
You should’ve never stolen from butcher’s corner store
’cause now you find yourself upon the killing floor
His name’s on the wind, footsteps in the snow
I warned you three times already
I can’t warn you no more
so when he takes his hammer, takes a stone
breaks down your door while you’re sleeping sound
the light of the moon hits his cleaver to show
the red with anger, wild eyes of joe
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Shneldon
He’s run this town since time begun
Like a barrel to the head from a loaded gun
He ain’t your friend and he ain’t your foe
But take heed now, don’t fuck with Joe
Takes his hammer, takes a stone
Like a moth to a flame he will creep and crawl
To the light in the valley where you call it home
And break down your door when you’re sleeping sound
Takes his cleaver, cuts your throat
A cold-hearted killer in a dark black coat
Some say he’s the devil, just a bad mofo
One thing’s for sure you don’t fuck with Joe
Well there once was a trucker by the name of Clyde
Ran a little moonshine on the side
He knew damn well who owned that liquor store
But no one told him who wrote the law
Found tied to a sleeper on the railroad track
It was the midnight train that broke his back
Ain’t no way to die but then he shoulda had known
That he dug his grave when he fucked with Joe
Sue Ray ran a house of ill repute
In the old shack down by the black bayou
Had ‘em lined up way round the bend
I think you know how the story ends
Joe fucked her good with a shot to the head
Her brains laid out all over the bed
He had no right to do the things he did
But if you fuck with Joe you gonna wind up dead
You should’ve never stolen from butcher’s corner store
’cause now you find yourself upon the killing floor
His name’s on the wind, footsteps in the snow
I warned you three times already
I can’t warn you no more
so when he takes his hammer, takes a stone
breaks down your door while you’re sleeping sound
the light of the moon hits his cleaver to show
the red with anger, wild eyes of Joe
The Blackwater Fever
he’s run this town since time begun
like a barrel to the head from a loaded gun
he ain’t your friend and he ain’t your foe
but take heed now, don’t fuck with joe
takes his hammer, takes a stone
like a moth to a flame he will creep and crawl
to the light in the valley where you call it home
and break down your door when you’re sleeping sound
takes his cleaver, cuts your throat
a cold-hearted killer in a dark black coat
some say he’s the devil, just a bad mofo
one thing’s for sure you don’t fuck with joe
well there once was a trucker by the name of clyde
ran a little moonshine on the side
he knew damn well who owned that liquor store
but no one told him who wrote the law
found tied to a sleeper on the railroad track
it was the midnight train that broke his back
ain’t no way to die but then he shoulda had known
that he dug his grave when he fucked with joe
sue ray ran a house of ill repute
in the old shack down by the black bayou
had ’em lined up way round the bend
i think you know how the story ends
joe fucked her good with a shot to the head
her brains laid out all over the bed
he had no right to do the things he did
but if you fuck with joe you gonna wind up dead
you should’ve never stolen from butcher’s corner store
’cause now you find yourself upon the killing floor
his name’s on the wind, footsteps in the snow
i warned you three times already
i can’t warn you no more
so when he takes his hammer, takes a stone
breaks down your door while you’re sleeping sound
the light of the moon hits his cleaver to show
the red with anger, wild eyes of joe
shawn morton
This song is so narly and just badass. So glad I came across this awesome, awesome song.
Joe Ruark
I've been saying this for years! Thanks for the anthem.
Joanna Dark
Absolutely love it. The groove, the tone, everything I like in just one song.
Kifaru Unkaged
I never grow tired of this rockin' tune. I made a tribute film clip in Red Dead Redemption 2 (on my channel), and I listened to it a LOT since starting recording for it back in January. Still loving it!
mojotheaverage
Absolutely awesome as usual guys! A new direction but still keeping that Blackwater feeling at the core!
Arizona Striker
I just want to say, this will be my theme song from now on. Thank you Blackwater Fever!
Lumi
This album is a must have.
OlofTheBald
This song is groovy as hell, love it!
littlebiggin
Great song! After hearing it on Clash of the Ozarks I had to find the original.
Adi Addams
So glad I'm not the only person whose seen that show... 3 years later