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It's just a moment, at the beginning Tina almost seems to be elsewhere...
Elsewhere... and as if submerged by the monstrous puffing of a tribal and sweet sound... even the du du stickiness of the choruses does not leave the usual familiar soul feeling...
It doesn't feel like home, in short... or maybe there's no one at home, it's up to you...
And everything is bewildered and out of tune... or out of sync... Even if it's bewildered, out of tune, or out of sync by just a fraction...
Or maybe it's simply that you wouldn't expect a piece by Ike and Tina to be like this...
But it's just a moment, we were saying, just a moment... Then comes the scream, very black and like sandpaper...
Then maybe there's no paper, maybe there's only the glass...
And the wall of that monster called hyper production, a wall that here reaches immense heights, well, that wall suddenly finds something to chew on...
And a sort of pitched battle begins, where if the voice overdoes it, the thump thump becomes increasingly massive and the strings fly incredibly expansive...
Actually no, they don’t fly at all... or rather they would fly, airy and sugary as they are, if they were alone... But they are not alone... they are amidst the chaos of another million instruments...
Amidst the chaos or the whirlpool or God knows what...
Because here Mr. Phil Spector is truly Wagnerian and the infinite grace of his symphonies for kids is completely abandoned to make way for a brilliant and astonishing almost psychedelic cacophony.
The feeling is one of excitement and disorientation together...
But I haven't said everything, because halfway through the track, to regain the dissipated energy, there is a truce with handclaps, then a train starts whose run you'd want never to end. And, in the end, the chorus again, the chaos again...
You reach the end disconcerted, like after having a total experience...
A madman devoted to art brut defined his way of painting as absolute painting language, well if I had to define “River deep...” it would be something similar...
Absolute sound language? Kick-ass sound language?
It's up to you...
Here the man with the gun and the hyper-energetic black girl have truly gone beyond... even regarding budget, probably... just twenty thousand dollars went to good Ike to keep him away from the studios...
One man with a gun was enough...
Oh believe me you'll never find a Phil Spector track like this, nor an Ike and Tina one... And you'll never find a decent version of this song other than the studio one...
“River deep, mountain high” is simply a miracle...
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
01 River Deep - Mountain High (00:00)
When I was a little girl, I had a rag doll;
The only doll I ever owned.
Now I love you just the way I loved that rag doll;
But only now, my love has grown.
And it gets stronger in every way.
And it gets deeper, let me say.
And it gets higher day by day.
(Chorus)
And do I love you my oh my?
Yeah, river deep mountain high. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And if I lost you, would I cry?
Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby.
When you were a young boy, did you have a puppy;
That always followed you around?
Well I'm gonna be as faithful as that puppy.
No, I'll never let you down.
'Cause it goes on and on like a river flows.
And it gets bigger baby, and heaven knows
That it gets sweeter baby, as it grows.
(Chorus)
And do I love you my oh my?
Yeah, river deep mountain high. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And if I lost you, would I cry?
Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby.
Well I love you baby like the flowers love the spring
And I love you baby like the bluebirds love to sing
And I love you baby like a schoolboy loves his pie
And I love you baby river deep and mountain high
(Chorus)
And do I love you my oh my?
Yeah, river deep mountain high. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And if I lost you, would I cry?
Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby.
02 I Idolize You (00:00)
If you want some lovin' yeah
That I'll give to you
If you want some huggin baby
I can hug some too
All I want baby
Is some touch from you
Just a little bit attention
You know will see me through
Cause you know you're my kind
And I want you to be mine
I idolize you
I idolize you
I would like to make love to you
When the lights are low
I would like to scream to you baby
Just to let you know
All I want my baby
Is some touch from you
Just a little bit attention
Will see me through
Cause you know that you're my kind
And I want you to be mine
Oh what a thrill yeah
You know I would get
If I could comfort you baby
And make you my pet
All I want baby
Is some touch of you
Just a little bit attention
You know would see me through
Cause you know you're my kind
And I want you to be mine
Oh I idolize you
Yes I idolize you
I idolize you
Oh baby, I idolize you
12 It's Gonna Work Out Fine (00:00)
Darling (yes Tine) it's time to get next to me
(honey that was my plan from the very beginning)
Darling (un huh) I never thought that this could be
(What you mean) Oh yeah
Your lips set my soul on fire
You could be my one desire
Oh darling (yes yes) I think it's gonna work out fine
(It's gonna work out fine)
I wanna tell you something Ike
Ike, I went to see the preacher man
(The preacher man, you must be losin your mind)
I started (strated what) I started making wedding plans
(Oh really) oh yeah
If your love is half as true As the love I offer you
Oh darling (yes yes) I think it's gonna work out fine
(It's gonna work out fine)
I keep a tellin ya (I think it's gonna work out fine)
I get the feelin it's a (gonna work out fine)
I keep a tellin you (I know it's gonna work out fine)
I'm so glad that you're mine all mine
Remember (remember what) I used to call you dapper Dan
(Yeah those were the good ole days)
But killer, forever and a lovin man (that's me) oh yeah
A whole lot of love just to be your speed
But now pretty daddy I'm all you need
Oh darling (yes yes) I know it's gonna work out fine
(It's gonna work out fine)
I keep a tellin ya (I think it's gonna work out fine)
I get the feelin it's a (gonna work out fine)
I keep a tellin you (I know it's gonna work out fine)
I want you to know it's gonna work out fine
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