On two opposing rooftops, Linda stood on an iron fire escape clutching an old letter, her gaze fixed on a bright streak of star she treats as a sign. James stood on a balcony across the alley, holding a small lantern — its warm light softening his features. They sing as if sending messages into the same sky: Linda’s voice a whisper of longing, James’s reply a sustained, hopeful note. No touch is needed — just the night, the stars, and an invisible thread of hope between them.
When Linda Ronstadt and James Ingram meet on “Somewhere Out There,” the result is a lesson in how a pop duet can feel intimate without ever turning small. Born as…