
A high-octane collision of Broadway theatricality and leather-jacket rock. Steinman's maximalist songwriting meets Meat Loaf's most desperate, sweat-soaked vocals.
1981 · SMAT
Dead Ringer feels like the second act of a rock opera that refuses to let the curtain fall. It is a record of immense, sweaty physical effort, where every note is sung as if it might be the last. The collaboration between Jim Steinman and Meat Loaf remains the core engine here, providing a sound that is simultaneously archaic and futuristic: 1950s teenage melodrama filtered through 1980s studio excess. It is music for the grandest version of your own life, turning mundane heartbreaks into world-ending catastrophes.
How does Dead Ringer sound next to the rest of Meat Loaf's catalogue?
Road Trip saturates this record notably more than the artist's norm.
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