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Book Review: Toni Tennille: A Memoir

Toni Tennille: A Memoir by Toni Tennille, with Caroline Tennille St. Clair
Reviewed by David Bruce Smith

A star whose effervescent onstage persona masked deep personal despair

Love was supposed to have kept the Captain and Tennille together — at least according to their popular 1975 song, but her memoir, Toni Tennille, written with her niece Caroline Tennille St. Clair, divulges a different, darker tale.

Toni Tennille was raised in the segregated South of 1940s Montgomery, Alabama. In that decade just before the emergence of Civil Rights, everything — from a child’s view — looked more right than wrong: the grand houses, the precisely planted properties, the hallowed housekeepers, and the buxom black cooks with deep, rich voices that spoke in polite propriety.

Tennille loved her mother, but she idealized her father, Frank — a former Big Band and solo-act singer who taught her everything he knew about music. But appearances often amount to false impressions. Just beneath the pomade and polish, latex and lipstick, there was trouble.

“Daddy’s abuse of alcohol created a dark side to his normally sunny disposition,” Tennille writes. “He would go weeks without a drink only to fall into the trap of ‘just one,’ which would lead him into the depths of another horrible binge period…Addiction was something to be ashamed of and hidden away; when it couldn’t be concealed, it became fodder for gossip among friends and family.”

By the early 1960s, changing tastes and times, poor business decisions, and the irrational behavior that comes from unabated drinking compelled Frank Tennille to shut down his family’s century-old furniture store, declare bankruptcy, and relocate to Southern California. Cathryn, his wife, abandoned her popular radio-interview show — “The Guest Room” — during a time in which only one other woman was broadcasting on the Alabama airwaves. Tennille quit Auburn University and her regular gig as chanteuse of the school’s traveling orchestra.

A relative arranged employment for Frank at Northern American Aviation in Los Angeles and, in Newport Beach, the family quickly settled into a Spanish-style house a few blocks from a shoreline of boys and boats. Not long afterward, Tennille hastily married a drummer, Ken, with whom she had little in common. He enlisted in the Army, and they moved to Georgia; she was bored and funds were meager. “Money was so tight that our idea of a party was when we provided the Kool-Aid mix and our guests brought the sugar.”

Upon her husband’s discharge, they formed a musical group and “played…all over the country, which sounds really exciting but was anything but. We drove from state to state, in one car with all our instruments and luggage crammed in the back, and performed at hotel lounges and small clubs. The worst part for me was the cigarette smoke that billowed as thick as Newport Bay fog in every place we played.”

When they returned to California, Tennille separated from her husband, acted in a community theater production of “Picnic” with her mother, and co-wrote some of the songs for an ecologically themed musical revue called “Mother Earth” at the South Coast Repertory Theater.

“On opening night Hollywood Reporter, The LA Times, Variety and the Orange County Register all came to review it…After word got around…Hollywood producers began to come…from Los Angeles to check it out. One producer, Ray Golden…said he would take Mother Earth all the way to Broadway! He quickly offered a contract…we signed it, convinced we were on our way to the big time. We should have known better.”

In the middle of its San Francisco run, the keyboardist dropped out and was replaced by a musician on break from a Beach Boys tour: “I immediately knew he was perfect for the show…When he finished and looked up at where I stood next to him, our eyes met. I felt my heart tighten and pound like a fist beneath my breast.”

His name was Daryl Dragon.

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Book Review: Toni Tennille: A Memoir