Paul Anka

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Rat Pack "junior associate" and '50s pop superstar Paul Anka croons smoothly Tuesday, December 11 at the Halifax Metro Centre (7:30pm, $52-$92) and he's probably the nicest guy you'll ever meet. Waiting out a snowstorm in hometown Ottawa, he talked by phone about his upcoming book, fan letters and what it means to get real. "These days, image and aesthetics are valued over substance. The outer layer is presented as the substance and it's disposable," says Anka. "In the old days, you walked into the studio prepared, with a band, and recorded directly onto the tape. Which was recorded straight to vinyl. It was real human blood on the record." Satanic! Aside from touring, recording and producing, Anka has been writing up a storm as well. "We're waiting for a few people to die first, then we can tell all—and it will be juicy." He's received plenty of honours during his prolific career, but Anka appreciates the smaller gestures. "A meaningful fan letter is always more touching and moving and real than other accolades. It's a fickle business and real human moments are the things that stay with you, rather than someone buying into the concept of a show." His regular-guy demeanour makes it easy to forget that generations of women still lose their shit over him, but he doesn't see it that way. "I don't think of it in terms of superstardom. I'm not into idol worship...it's a talent and it's a job. I know some people would try what we do and be scared shitless. Not everyone

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