Jay Weston: Paul Anka's "My Way," Reviewed from the Inside!
Huffington Post - almost 4 years
For most of the first decade of his amazing 60 year career, I was Paul Anka's publicist. So I read his new autobiography, MY WAY (St. Martin's Press) with special interest. It all began for me with a phone call in the late '50s from a Washington, D.C. drugstore owner-turned-talent manager named Irv Feld, who heard I had finished representing Sammy Davis, Jr. after several years. He asked if I would take on his new client, a young fifteen-year old singer/songwriter just down to N.Y. from Canada. The song he was pushing was "Diana" and I learned he was sleeping in the bathtub of an apartment in the President Hotel occupied by a fellow Canadian music group called The Rover Boys ("Graduation Day") who coincidentally were being managed by my best friend, Fred Amsel. For the first months of his New York visit, Paul camped out anywhere he could get a bed, although eventually the Anka family, father Andy, mother Camy, sister Mariam and brother Andy moved down from Ottawa to Tenafly
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