“Sometimes I think the difference between what we want and what we’re afraid of is about the width of an eyelash.” – Jay McInerney
“My music is going well; I’m not interested in making another movie….and I’m twenty-eight and too old for Sandy. I can’t do an American accent!”
These are the words that Olivia Newton-John said to a man at a dinner party, hosted by Helen Reddy and her husband Jeff. The man she was saying this to was none other than Allan Carr, the man who would go on to produce one of the most memorable and commercially successful musical films in the history of the genre.
Carr respectfully stays silent as the woman before him continues to try to convince him, (and probably herself), that she should not do take on this role. He holds his tongue, waiting for her to pause, and when she finally does, he tells her,
“I love your music…and you’re not too old…you look so young…”
He knew she’d be reluctant to act in another film, because he already knew her resume inside and out. Her previous films were mostly disastrous, yet her singing career was flourishing. This was going to be a hard sell, but in his gut Carr knew she was the one to play Sandy.
Soon the host couple, Helen and Jeff joining the conversation in an attempt to join Allan Carr in convincing the reluctant Australian songstress superstar that she would be right for the role, and more than that, the film itself, in their opinion would be a smash hit. They get as far as to convince Olivia to attend the London showing of the stage version of “Grease,” which Olivia attends and is delighted with.
Still, she’s not convinced. She decides that she’ll hit the road again with her songs, she’s doing very well, why take such a huge risk she asks herself, even though deep down inside something is nagging at her, she is secretly intrigued.
Then she finally decides to turn down the role. She would pass on “Grease.”
Sandy was someone else’s role.
And then something incredible happens….
Olivia recounts her amazing life in “Don’t Stop Believin’” with such a down-to-earth tone of optimism, hope, authenticity that I often forgot that the author was an iconic, internationally beloved star. Even when she spoke of her massive achievements, including “Record of the Year” for “I Honestly Love You” and “Best Pop Vocal Performance, Female” for “I Honesty Love You” the single at the 1975 Grammy Awards, or when the Country Music Association named her “Vocalist of the Year” in 1974, never did her tone change from an attitude of thankfulness and joy for the life she was given. A gift, she acknowledges over and over again. I was also impressed by how much time she spent telling us about the roles that so many others played into her successes.
I was also heartened as I realized how many pages of this book were dedicated to Olivia’s friends.
The one’s that stood out for me were her friendships with Pat Carroll, Susan George and Karen Carpenter! As I read Olivia’s heartfelt telling of how important these people were in her life, I realized that it was saying something about her character. I think the great Jane Austen said it best:
“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it’s not in my nature.”
That was it, put so beautifully. I realized that this woman, like Jane, knew only how to love her friends fully, and without reservation. It sounds to me that Olivia is the kind of friend we all want to have, and that many of us like to believe we can be.
Olivia also relates her love of, and esteem for animals and the places they live in the countryside. The fact that she loved animals, in and of itself, was not surprising to me. What did was the breadth of animals she loved, from horses and dogs, the koala bears and kookaburras of her homeland and even a bit about magpies! I found these parts of her story very heartening.
I love when biographies include humor, and this one had a number of stories that made me laugh. The one I remember best had to do with a Mini-Minor van that two British Bobbies sized from Olivia and her friend Pat, and what followed!
And of course, I thought there might be the stories, painful and joyful, of the loves of this woman’s life, and they were there in all their variety as she encountered love at the various stages of her life. And even though there was heartbreak and several sour situations, Olivia seemed to find a way of honoring the best of each of these relationships as she told us about them.
One of the topics I was most interested in however, was Olivia’s rise to fame, and even though I’ve been an ardent “Olivia Fan” for many years, I realized how little I knew of the story of her ascendancy. She was the girl who got an F in sight-reading from her school music teacher, but who could, “carry a tune by the time she was two years old,” her mother tells us. She was the young lady who first found her love of performing for audiences at a impromptu coffee shop gig that lead to trying out on Australia’s then equivalent of “American Idol,” the “Kevin Dennis Audition,” where she sang the George Gershwin classic, “Summertime” to the delight of the judges.
These and other events led to the stage in Olivia’s life where she and her newly divorced mother move to London, a place they know nobody, right in the middle of the “Swinging Sixties,” I was amazed as I read of her mother, living in tiny, cramped apartments and sleeping in cots on the floor as her daughter Olivia and, later Olivia and her friend and former vocal coach Pat were working to establish their fledgling careers in the entertainment business.
And let me just say that reading of Olivia’s early European tours, as well as the story of her move to America and what happened there, especially in the early days were powerful testaments of the grit and determination that even the super-talented must go through to make it in this very hard business.
And there are other interesting stories that this great lady chose to share that read and felt like the kind of conversations you’d have with a good friend. I’ve read many biographies of many interesting people, very few of which would share stories about their enjoyment of things such as smells. But Olivia did, visiting and revisiting little stores of how she felt about certain smells and what they meant to her.
Amazing!
And then there was her telling of the cancer that invaded her body, the shock of this realization, and ultimately her decision to take on this terrible disease with an attitude of hope and joy. Her stories about this stage of her life were compelling and inspiring.
Perhaps even more impressive was the way she threw herself into the creation and development of the Olivia Newton-John Cancer Wellness and Research Center. It’s a world class facility that takes a “wellness driven” approach to helping patients heal. I was blown away by what this amazing woman achieved for so many people.
By the end of this memoir, I was encouraged and energized by Olivia’s story. A story that had me “believin’!”