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Introduction
We love to glamorize fame. We paint it in gold leaf and sequins, pretending that a number-one hit equates to a perfect life. But in the late 70s, Barry Manilow was standing in the eye of a hurricane that threatened to rip him apart. To the public, he was the untouchable showman, the “Copacabana” king. But behind the scenes? It was pure, unadulterated chaos.
Fame is a parasite. It attracts “yes men,” leeching hangers-on, and financial predators who view artists not as people, but as endless ATMs. Barry was an artist, a creator, a dreamer—he wasn’t a shark. And in the music industry, if you aren’t the shark, you are the bait. He was drowning in the noise of his own success, surrounded by people who wanted a piece of him, with no one guarding the door.
Then Garry Kief stepped into the crossfire.
This wasn’t just a romance; it was a rescue operation. Garry didn’t just become Barry’s partner; he became his armor. Seeing the potential for disaster, Kief took the reins of Barry Manilow Productions, effectively becoming the President of the operation and the gatekeeper of Barry’s life. He looked at the chaos and brought order. He looked at the financial vampires and kicked them out.
Insiders suggest that without Garry’s iron-fisted management and brilliant business acumen, the Barry Manilow brand might have burned out decades ago, a victim of mismanagement and exhaustion. Garry was the “Bad Cop” so Barry could remain the “Good Cop.” He handled the ugly contracts, the brutal schedules, and the complex finances, allowing Barry to exist purely in the music.
For nearly 40 years, Garry Kief shielded Barry from the brutal reality of the industry. He saved him from the potential bankruptcy that has claimed so many other legends who trusted the wrong people. He built a fortress around the star, creating a safe harbor where Barry could be himself—fragile, human, and protected. The world saw a superstar who never faded; what they didn’t see was the man holding the flashlight, guiding him through the dark, ensuring he never fell off the cliff. This is the story of how love didn’t just warm a heart—it saved an entire legacy.