An aside to Simon's post:
Think is an impressive song indeed. And now the persnickety in me wants to qualify that, as a musician sensitive to tempo myself, I could not help finding the pace of the posted version manic or deliriously hopped up. Perhaps the film had sped it up to punctuate or fit the comedic context. The power of pipes, however great, alone can even be mis-used, like overblown, if the mastered track pushes chipmunk speeds through six more modulations than it needs. (As if genuine musical sensibility behind effects had suffered to be doctored by a record exec who thought more everything whatever better
ad infinitum for a remix by Christmas.)
It all boils down in the end to only this: That I prefer the
1968 original cut as seeming less doctored I
Think (link). That is, as a song of itself for listening. I am an insufferable purist at heart when it comes to Great music. I realise that, in saying this, I might sound to some off my rocker or some percentage thereof, and yes, I am on a persnickety limb just now. Had to include the link to the original. I hasten to add that The Blues Brothers was a stroke of comedic genius in its own right. Like you did not know that already.
Equivocation of no consequence aside, Aretha is awesome.
Respect is right!
P.S. This most intriguing conversation is greatly nourished by the links. Not to mention it being
ad rem. If I let slip some hyperbole in my contradistinction, think chipmunks, know that
I do still think the version with those suited brothers some show for the books.