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71. The Truth About Delilah Blue — Tish Cohen
72. Onstage, Offstage — Michael Buble
“An intimate portrait, in pictures and his own words, of the hugely successful Canadian singer[…] Onstage, Offstage is an access-all-areas portrait of this extraordinary singer, told in his own words and through the superb photography of Dean Freeman. This is Michael Buble up close and personal.”
I’ll be straight up: I’m really not sure what to call this book. I’m inclined to say memoir because autobiography seems a little pre-emptive for a man in his 30s to have written.
When I pick up a celebrity memoir (like Betty White, and now Michael Buble, as well as the others I’ve contemplated buying) I always hesitate because I’m worried it’ll sound pandering and will be poorly written. Thankfully, I’ve yet to encounter poorly written. Pandering, on the other hand…
Okay, well pandering is a bit strong of a word. Perhaps overindulgent is better suited. It was fun and enjoyable with amazing pictures and a silly sense of humour (Michael Buble is a funny guy). I liked his honesty (he’s willing to admit he’s a bit of a hot-head and occasionally a diva, which I don’t think many people will do) and his inclusion of some of his worse moments in the spotlight, but I don’t see the point in writing a memoir when you’re only in your thirties! There’s so much living left to be done!
However, I found it to be similar to Michael Ondaatje’s The Conversations in that it was very informative about the particular business Buble came from — singing and entertainment. And, like Ondaatje (and Walter Murch, his interview subject), he dropped a lot of references that I had to go check out. (Like some of his songs I hadn’t heard before, the hilarious Hollywood music video, etc.) It was interesting; I was indulged in an evening of old music.
That’s certainly not a bad way to spend a few hours.
Next book: Not sure yet. I have a fair amount on my book shelf.