Songwriting is a sanctuary for Neil Diamond, just as it was when he first put pen to paper as an intense, sensitive teenager at Abraham Lincoln High School in Brooklyn. Scarcely had he learned his first chords on the guitar his parents gave him as a 16th birthday present than the songs began to pour out of him.
By the time he was in attending New York University, he started spending free hours shopping his songs at the Manhattan music-publishing businesses known collectively as Tin Pan Alley. By the spring of 1962 he had dropped out of college, six months shy of graduation, to seriously pursue songwriting.
The great husband-and-wife songwriting team of Jeff Barry and Ellie Greenwich (the Ronettes’ “Be My Baby,” the Crystals’ “Da Doo Ron Ron”) heard artist potential in the young man and helped him land a record deal. His major radio breakthrough came in 1966 with “Cherry, Cherry,” the same year his song “I’m a Believer” became a chart-topper for the Monkees. “I’ve been working full-time and making a living at it ever since,” he notes with typical understatement.













