Picks and Pans Review: Heartbreak Express
It's a measure of how ingratiating Parton is that she can get away with writing lines like "There was a boy there, he loved me dearly/But I broke his heart severely" (in My Blue Ridge Mountain Boy) or "Hollywood, Hollywood, dungeon of drama/Center of sorrow, city of schemes" (in Hollywood Potters). Maybe it's the country-gal image of naiveté she has maintained, even while becoming a showbiz conglomerate, but lines that would sound dumb coming from someone else sound adorable coming from Dolly. This is another smooth album, co-produced by Parton and Gregg Perry, with almost nothing to be unhappy about, unless it's the slightly overwrought version of Engelbert Humperdinck's old hit Release Me, or the trite talking-in-his-sleep theme of Barbara on Your Mind. There is a fine example of an amorous Parton lullaby, Prime of Our Love, the pleasantly mournful Do I Ever Cross Your Mind, and some deft support from such studio musicians as Tom Scott, Jim Horn and Albert Lee. Where does Dolly find time to make such terrific records, what with being a movie star and fluffing her wigs and all?