by Charles DonovanHearing Melissa Manchester squander her considerable vocal talents on faceless slabs of balladry like "Without You" is painful indeed. But this was clearly the ethos behind For the Working Girl: production-line, off-the-peg songwriting that deserved only the most perfunctory reading, pointlessly invested with all manner of vocal histrionics. Only those with a boundless appetite for saccharine should dwell on lethargic numbers like "You and Me" and "If This Is Love." The rest should make a bee line for Manchester's own songs, which yet again beat everything else here by a mile.