Engelbert:
Welcome to his world
By Ranjit Vethakan
It's one thing to review a book, but it takes on a totally different
perspective when the subject happens to be one of your heroes! There's
not much I had probably not known about Engelbert Humperdinck or
his outstanding career before he sat down with Los Angeles-based
entertainment journalist, Katie Wright, to pen his autobiography,
What's In A Name.
His
life, I thought, was an open book. However, Engelbert holds nothing
back in this book which is not exactly a kiss-and-tell episode;
rather a kiss and get on with it kind of thing!
Clearly,
it's an exercise to "set the record straight", and reveals
for the first time a lot more about the man than was known to those
outside his world. What's In A Name is, perhaps, the most appropriate
title for this biography, which traces the singer's life from his
beginnings in Madras, and narrates the story of how a young Gerry
Dorsey changed his name to the extra-ordinarily long, jaw-breaking
Engelbert Humperdinck, and strolled from the dole queue all the
way into the hearts and homes of scores of millions across the world!
Not to mention the healthy bank accounts, and the opulence that
comes with it!
Written
in a free-flowing, conversational, often breathless style (one gets
the feeling Engelbert is still unable to come to grips with his
good fortune), the book hides nothing - even touching extensively
on his universal reputation as a lady killer!
Legend
has it that the superstar has made love to 3000 women or more, but
he jokingly tells readers they should only believe half of what
they read. Over the years, he's been the subject of paternity scandals
and he acknowledges they've taken a toll on Patricia, his wife of
more than 40 years. Pat Dorsey, more endearingly referred to as
Popea or Pope, however, takes it all in her stride and reveals the
strength of their marriage by writing her own chapter in the book.
Engelbert's
reason for opening his heart out: "I didn't want anyone else
to start nosing around and making inquiries and writing things that
are incorrect." The book is personal and straight from the
heart. Enge gives his version of his acrimonious split from Gordon
Mills, the man responsible for changing his name and all that followed,
citing Mills' preference for the career of fellow-stablemate, Tom
Jones. A move that was given more credibility when The Voice of
Wales too turned his back on Mills not long after!
The
separation also cost him a whole lot of money; millions of pounds
and the mansion he'd owned so proudly in upmarket Weybridge, where
he counted John Lennon among his neighbours. Among the sticking
points was this revelation: “Although he (Mills) was only
too aware that I wanted a part in a film, he always dumped any scripts
that came in for me without showing them to me!”
Engelbert
also puts the spotlight on a whole lot more in this book, including
the time he and his band spent several days in a jail in Caracas,
Venezuela, because he was carrying "lots of little boxes containing
antihistamine and other medication just in case one of us fell ill".
Although legal and available over the counter back home in the UK,
the South Americans were puzzled by the quantity and "a lack
of knowledge of the tablets". Enge and his entourage had travelled
to that country only for a holiday - one that certainly left the
tourists more sick than ever imagined!
The
book is full of anecdotes, the various forms of welcomes Enge had
received in all parts of the world, the disbelief and the uncertainty
that prevailed in the lead-up to being the first white man to sing
to the blacks in South Africa, even before apartheid had been dismantled,
the costume stuff-up while on his first tour of Japan, although
it was only meant to be a prank and, of course the close relationship
he and his merrymen had enjoyed with the best friend of almost everyone
- the bottle.
There
is also reference to Enge's unique power of healing, something he's
used at every concert he has performed since discovering this "talent"
a few years ago. This might be just trivia: among the musicians
in the studio when Engelbert recorded his ground-breaking hit Please
Release Me, were the then unknown Elton John on piano and Jimmy
Paige on guitar.
This
is a no-holds-barred, honest, humorous and inspiring story of a
man who proves to the world that talent, laced with a healthy dose
of determination, can really move mountains! The story of a man,
given his last rites with tuberculosis, who went on to own a Hollywood
palace, not forgetting his fleet of 14 Rolls-Royces and his favourite,
the Harley Davidson. The story of a man who came out of virtual
obscurity and became a close friend of Elvis, Ali, Sinatra, Sammy
Davis Jr, Tom Jones, Dean Martin, Arnold Palmer, Jack Nicholson
and Lana Turner, just to name a few. Yet, there's ample evidence
that while Engelbert did strive to reach for the stars, and achieved
it in grand style, he always ensured his feet never left the ground!
This
autobiography is yet to be released outside the US or the UK. However,
there's every likelihood of a few copies being available along with
other merchandise when Engelbert performs at Water's Edge on June
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