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The lyrics are a string of weak, almost corny analogies, like something someone who's not much with words would write in a one-year anniversary card-- and so Tina Turner has no choice but to belt them from every inch of her lungs to get her point across. She holds her own against one of the biggest of Phil Spector's "wall of sound" productions, while the orchestra and chorus boom and clamor like a dictator's rally. As hair-tearingly overpowering as the love she describes, "River Deep, Mountain High" has nothing left to hold back. --Chris Dahlen |
