Donny Osmond Reveals Secrets Behind His Most Fascinating Duet

Introduction

If there is one standout moment during Donny Osmond‘s spectacular Vegas residency, it might be when the music and television icon sings “Puppy Love.” Not only is it his most beloved song, but the 67-year-old Osmond turns it into a duet … with himself!

Osmond explained how he made this magic happen by resharing a clip from a Good Day New York interview he conducted earlier in the year. In the video Osmond posted on July 28, the singer explained how, with the help of AI, he sings alongside a hologram of his 14-year-old self.

“That is my grandson, my 14-year-old grandson, Daxton,” said Osmond, of the young version of himself. “We shot this in New York in January, with a company called Zero Space. It’s his body, but my face and my voice.”

“We took all these samples from when I was 14 years old [and] mapped out my face,” continued Osmond. The composite looks and sounds like Donny when he covered Paul Anka‘s hit in 1972.

Anka’s song, written in a moment of teen love for Anette Funicello, reached No. 2 in 1960. Twelve years later, Donny Osmond—who was already a teen icon with songs “Sweet and Innocent,” “Go Away Little Girl” and “Hey Girl” — covered the tune. It reached No. 3 on the Billboard Hot 100 and became one of his most well-known tracks of his historic career.

“If you could go back in time, 53 years [ago] and talk to your 14-year-old self, would you do it? Cause I do it five nights a week,” exclaimed Osmond. “We sing ‘Puppy Love’ together, and it’s the coolest feeling, looking at myself, 53 years ago, and talking with and singing with my 14-year-old self!

In March, Harrah’s Showroom at Harrah’s Las Vegas announced they were extending Osmond’s residency through the fall. The show, a “dynamic, energy-filled musical journey of his unparalleled life as one of the most recognized entertainers in the world,” will now conclude on November 15.

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