Stewart's was just plastic, from the artsy-fartsy keyboard to the video that was art-directed within an inch of life. The clinker for me was that faux gospel backing tracks. Had this [insert facsimile of spirituality here] effect that pretty much negated any texture or nuances in Stewart's performance.

True, Robertson doesn't have a great voice. Gravelly yes, but not great. For me the weariness and gravitas in the grumble fit the lyrics more than Stewart's light-heared swing. He wisely pared down the sound to that heartbeat drum rather than going heavy on piano.

Robertson's version sounded closer to a heart-felt croak, not Rod's go-a-courting ballad.

Strangely it was other voices that lifted that album for me. Richard Danko's lilting tremorous backing vocals added that raw touch of soul that you would expect Stewart to deliver. The Neville brothers added their usual funk and fire. That and the Bodeans leaving their mark.