Over at AD, I’ve written about Eddie Ray and the original document vs. its prototype:
Ray’s voice easily shines, ready for the red light to pop on and bust out a final take. A bare, jabbing guitar fills for what would become a wobbly up-and-down-the-scale funk. A hand drum opens, starts to fill a beat, and never quite finds a place to set the tone. If nothing more than just two versions of the same song, the demo shows an intentionality of design impossible to fully appreciate without context.
