The song is featured on the live albums Caught in the Act (1975), Bosnia (1997), and Live: The 1971 Tour (recorded in 1971, released in 2002).
It was brought into their next album setlist, E Pluribus Funk (1971), with a slightly different arrangement and without the word "Jam" on its title. "Footstompin' Music" became a staple at Grand Funk Railroad's concerts, having been recorded at the Survival sessions but not included on the original release. Additionally, a third verse is included that is not in the LP version. "Feelin' Alright" is a different take of the song, as heard by the different inflections in the lead vocal, placement of the instruments in the stereo mix, and musical differences in the playing. The bonus tracks on the 2002 reissue labeled "Original Version" have extended sections and extra lyrics compared to the tracks as released on the original LP.
"Country Road" (Original Version) – 7:37."I Can't Get Along with Society (Remix)" – 5:41." Gimme Shelter" ( Mick Jagger, Keith Richards) – 6:29."I Can Feel Him in the Morning" ( Don Brewer, Farner) – 7:15." Feelin' Alright" ( Dave Mason) – 4:27.The man grabbed it eagerly, and began to tear open the seam.All songs by Mark Farner except where noted. The man dug his hand into his pants pocket and extended a wad of crumpled bills. Proof, they said, that the monster had killed Whittlesey. The final piece of the puzzle fell into place when he remembered what that cop, D'Agosta, had mentioned at the going-away party for the FBI agent: that they had found a double-arrow pendant belonging to JohnWhittlesey in the creature's lair. He was harvesting two pounds a week, and poised to increase his yield exponentially. The virus was concentrated in the tough, fibrous stem. It had proven to be a perversely attractive type of lily pad, blooming almost continuously, big deep-purple blossoms with venous appendages and bright yellow stamens. Proof, rather, that the monster was Whittlesey. Kawakita effortlessly slid back the iron bar from the door and pulled it open. By eating the fibers and becoming infected with the reovirus, Whittlesey had turned into Mbwun. But Kawakita had already discovered his miracle. Everyone knew that the darkest, most isolated areas of rain forest held undiscovered plants of almost inconceivable importance to science. In sufficient quantities, it had the power to induce morphological change of an astonishing nature. Chances are, it had existed relatively unchanged since the Mesozoic era. The reovirus in the plant was astonishing. I will have more for you on Tuesday, Kawakita said. He moved toward the door as quickly as the dim light would allow. The rabbit serum tests proved that he would succeed. A monster that would terrorize the surrounding tribes without terrorizing its masters that would ensure the security and isolation of the Kothoga forever.īut Kawakita would not fail. A monster that would keep out the road builders and the prospectors and the miners that were poised to invade the tepui from the south and destroy them. They must have attempted to do with this white man what they had failed to do with their own kind: create a monster they could control. Perhaps they brewed him a liquor from the plant's leaves, or perhaps they simply forced him to eat the dried fibers. He wondered what Whittlesey must have felt: bound, perhaps ceremonially, being force-fed the reovirus from the strange plant he himself had collected just days earlier. I think you'll find the results very gratifying." "Steep it in boiling water, that increases the concentration. The strange reovirus that dated back sixty-five million years. And now he had a large and steady supply growing in the tanks, fully inoculated with the reovirus. He remembered the surge of triumph he felt when the little green node appeared on an agar-covered petri dish. And he had finally achieved it, not five weeks earlier. But he was channeling all his ferocious energies into one thing now-thoughts of tenure vanished, a leave of absence taken from the Museum. It had taxed all his abilities, his knowledge of botany and genetics. "Gratifying," he said slowly, as if tasting the word.ĭespite his other trials, the supreme challenge had been growing the plant from a single fiber. And he alone knew where the life-giving fibers could still be found after the jungle was destroyed: He knew, because he had sent them there. Kawakita imagined the day it happened: the Whittlesey-thing, crouched in the jungle, seeing the fire come falling from the sky, burning the tepui, the Kothoga, the precious plants. But then civilization came anyway, with all its terrors.
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