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Introduction
The Spotlight Burns, but the Shadows Bite Harder.
For four decades, Barry Manilow was the King of Soft Rock, the architect of the love song, and the fantasy of millions of women worldwide. He sold 85 million records, filling arenas with the sound of romance while he himself was living a suffocating paradox. While he crooned “Can’t Smile Without You” to screaming legions of female fans—the devoted “Fanilows”—he was smiling through a lie so meticulously constructed that unravelling it felt like pulling the pin on a grenade.
The truth wasn’t just a secret; it was a calculated survival strategy.
The story didn’t begin in 2017 when he finally broke his silence; it began in the smoky haze of 1978. Manilow met Garry Kief, a sharp television executive, and the connection was instant, electric, and terrifying. In an era where being gay wasn’t just a social stigma—it was a career death sentence—Manilow faced a brutal choice: the love of his life or the adoration of the world. He chose both, but the cost was a double life spent in the shadows.
Industry titan Clive Davis had reportedly warned him: coming out would “kill” his career. The fear was paralyzing. Manilow was convinced that if the women who bought his records knew he went home to a man, the applause would silence, the record sales would flatline, and the empire would crumble. So, Garry Kief didn’t just become his partner; he became his manager, his protector, and his fellow conspirator in a 40-year deception.
The lengths they went to were staggering. For decades, they existed in a glass closet—an “open secret” in Hollywood’s inner circles but a fortress to the public. The tension reached its peak in April 2014. In a move straight out of a spy thriller, they invited 50 guests to their Palm Springs estate for what was billed as a “casual lunch.” It was a decoy. Once inside, the doors were locked, and Manilow and Kief finally exchanged vows in a secret ceremony, with Suzanne Somers standing as best man. Yet even then, the fear lingered. News of the wedding was suppressed, the joy muffled by the looming threat of discovery.
It wasn’t until 2017, at the age of 73—a time when most stars are fading into retirement—that Manilow finally stopped running. He graced the cover of People magazine, bracing for the backlash he had feared for nearly half a century. But the explosion he anticipated never came. Instead, the internet flooded not with hate, but with relief and love. The tragedy isn’t that he was gay; the tragedy is that he spent 14,000 nights believing we wouldn’t love him for it.
Video: “I Made It Through the Rain” by Barry Manilow