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Mackenzie Phillips

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The Twelve-Year-Old in the Hot Rod

In 1972, a casting agent named Fred Roos was watching a band perform somewhere in Los Angeles. The band wasn't particularly remarkable—just four kids from a Waldorf school in Northridge, California, playing the kind of music twelve-year-olds play. But one of those kids caught his eye. She had something. A presence, maybe. An ease in front of an audience that most adults never develop.

That kid was Mackenzie Phillips, and within a year, she would be on movie screens across America in one of the most beloved films of the 1970s.

George Lucas was making American Graffiti, a nostalgic cruise through one night in 1962 when rock and roll was young and the Vietnam War hadn't yet torn the country apart. Lucas needed someone to play Carol Morrison, a young girl who accidentally gets picked up by a hot-rodding teenager named John Milner. The role required someone who could hold her own against Paul Le Mat, a grown man playing a tough guy with a fast car. Phillips, barely into her teens, got the part.

Here's something you might not know about child labor laws in California: when a minor works on a film, someone has to become their legal guardian for the duration of the shoot. The producer, Gary Kurtz, took on that responsibility for Phillips. She was twelve during filming, thirteen when the movie hit theaters. American Graffiti became a massive hit, launching the careers of Harrison Ford and Ron Howard, and giving Phillips her first taste of fame.

It would not be an easy thing to digest.

Fifty Thousand Dollars a Week

By the mid-1970s, Phillips had become a genuine television star. She was cast as Julie Cooper on One Day at a Time, a groundbreaking sitcom about a divorced mother raising two teenage daughters in Indianapolis. The show tackled subjects that network television usually avoided—divorce, teenage sexuality, women's independence—and it ran for nine seasons.

Phillips was earning fifty thousand dollars a week. Adjusted for inflation, that's roughly two hundred thousand dollars per episode in today's money. She was seventeen, eighteen, nineteen years old, making more than most Americans would earn in several years.

But something was wrong.

During the show's third season, in 1977, Phillips was arrested for disorderly conduct. She started showing up late to rehearsals. Sometimes she arrived incoherent, unable to remember her lines or hit her marks. The producers tried to help—they ordered her to take a six-week break to deal with her addiction. But addiction doesn't work on a six-week schedule.

In 1980, they fired her.

The Revolving Door

What followed was a pattern that would repeat for decades: crisis, treatment, recovery, relapse, crisis again. After two overdoses that nearly killed her, Phillips checked herself into Fair Oaks Hospital. The treatment worked well enough that in 1981, the producers of One Day at a Time invited her back.

She lasted about a year.

In 1982, she relapsed into cocaine use. In 1983, she collapsed on set. When she refused to take a drug test, the producers fired her permanently. Her character was written out of the show with a storyline about moving away.

The thing about addiction is that it doesn't care about your talent. It doesn't care about your opportunities. It doesn't care that you were one of the most recognizable faces on American television. Addiction is a disease that hijacks the brain's reward system, convincing you that the drug is more important than food, more important than relationships, more important than survival itself. Phillips had been using drugs since she was eleven years old. By her early twenties, her brain had been shaped by substances for half her life.

In 1992, nearly a decade after her final firing from One Day at a Time, Phillips entered a drug rehabilitation program. She stayed for nine months.

The Family Business

To understand Mackenzie Phillips, you have to understand where she came from.

Her father was John Phillips, one of the founding members of The Mamas and the Papas. If you've ever heard "California Dreamin'" or "Monday, Monday," you've heard his voice and his songwriting. The Mamas and the Papas were one of the defining bands of the 1960s folk-rock movement, selling millions of records and becoming icons of the counterculture.

John Phillips was also a drug addict.

From the mid-1980s to the early 1990s, Mackenzie toured with a reconstituted version of her father's band, called The New Mamas and the Papas. She sang the old songs, traveled to the old venues, and lived in the shadow of her father's complicated legacy. It was a way to make a living. It was also a way to stay connected to a man whose influence on her life was far darker than the public knew.

Career in Fragments

Despite everything, Phillips kept working. In Hollywood, there's always room for a familiar face, especially one willing to take smaller roles.

In 1999, Disney Channel cast her in So Weird, a supernatural series aimed at teenagers. Phillips played Molly Phillips—the character even shared her name—a fictional rock star traveling the country with her kids, who kept encountering paranormal phenomena. She sang original songs written for the show. It wasn't One Day at a Time, but it was steady work, and it introduced her to a new generation of viewers.

She guest-starred on the medical drama ER, the missing-persons procedural Without a Trace, the family drama 7th Heaven, the crime show Cold Case, and the teen soap Beverly Hills, 90210. Each appearance was brief—a few scenes, maybe an episode—but it kept her in the industry.

In 2010, she won an Honorary Best Actress award at the Female Eye Film Festival in Toronto for an independent film called Peach Plum Pear. Independent films don't pay much, but they offer something that network television often doesn't: roles with depth, characters with complexity, stories that take risks.

The Book

In September 2009, Phillips published a memoir called High on Arrival. The title was both a description and a confession: she had been high for her own arrival into adulthood, chemically altered for the years when most people are learning who they are.

She appeared on The Oprah Winfrey Show for an hour-long interview to promote the book. What she said shocked the country.

Phillips told Winfrey that she had first tried cocaine at eleven years old. Her father had given it to her. Over the years, he had continued to supply her with drugs, eventually injecting her with cocaine himself.

But that wasn't the worst of it.

Phillips said that at nineteen, the night before her first wedding in 1979, she had woken from a blackout to find herself being sexually assaulted by her father. When she confronted him months later, asking why he had raped her, he replied, "Raped you? Don't you mean we made love?"

She described what followed as a "consensual" sexual relationship, though she immediately complicated that word. "Sort of Stockholm syndrome," she said, "where you begin to love your captor." She has also called the initial incident a rape. "No matter what kind of incest," she said, "it is an abuse of power... a betrayal of trust."

The alleged abuse ended when Phillips became pregnant and, uncertain whether the father was her father, had an abortion. John Phillips paid for it.

The Aftermath

John Phillips died in 2001, eight years before his daughter's memoir was published. He never had the opportunity to respond to her allegations publicly.

Others did.

Genevieve Waite, John's third wife, denied the allegations, saying they were inconsistent with his character. Michelle Phillips, his second wife and a fellow member of The Mamas and the Papas, said she had "every reason to believe" Mackenzie's account was untrue.

But Chynna Phillips, Mackenzie's half-sister and Michelle's daughter, said she believed the claims. Mackenzie had told her about the relationship in 1997, during a phone call, approximately eleven years after it allegedly ended. And Jessica Woods, the daughter of Denny Doherty—another member of The Mamas and the Papas—said her father had told her he knew "the awful truth" and was "horrified at what John had done."

The truth of what happened between Mackenzie Phillips and her father may never be fully established. John Phillips is dead. Mackenzie's memories are filtered through decades of drug use and trauma. What we know for certain is that she grew up in an environment saturated with drugs, that her father was an addict who introduced her to substances as a child, and that her life has been marked by patterns consistent with severe childhood abuse.

Recovery as a Career

In 2010, Phillips appeared on the third season of Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew, a reality show that documented celebrities going through addiction treatment. It was an unusual choice—most people in recovery don't do so on television—but Phillips had spent her life in front of cameras. Perhaps it felt natural. Perhaps she hoped it would help others.

Six years later, in 2016, she took a different approach entirely. She began working at the Breathe Life Healing Center in West Hollywood as a drug rehabilitation counselor. No longer a patient, she was now the person helping others through their crises.

In 2017, the rebooted version of One Day at a Time—now reimagined with a Cuban-American family—invited her to guest star. The role they offered her was pointed: she played Pam Valentine, a counselor. Life imitating art imitating life. She returned to the role in 2019.

In 2018, she appeared in Orange Is the New Black, the Netflix drama about a women's prison. She played Barbara Denning, a character in an institution. By this point in her career, Phillips had spent enough time in institutions—hospitals, rehab centers, treatment facilities—to bring a certain authenticity to the role.

Three Marriages and a Son

Phillips has been married three times. Her first husband was Jeffrey Sessler, a rock group manager; they were together from 1979 to 1981. That first wedding, the one she describes waking up before in a blackout, was to him. Her second marriage, to guitarist Shane Fontayne, lasted from 1986 to 2000—fourteen years, which is a long time in Hollywood and an especially long time for someone battling addiction. Her third marriage, to Keith Levenson in 2005, ended in divorce as well.

She has one child, a son named Shane Barakan, born in 1987 during her second marriage. He became a musician, carrying on the family tradition without, one hopes, the family pathologies.

In 2022, Phillips mentioned in an interview that she has dated both men and women. At sixty-two years old, she was still discovering things about herself, still evolving, still refusing to be defined entirely by her past.

The Airport

On August 27, 2008, Phillips was arrested at Los Angeles International Airport. She had gone through security screening, and they found cocaine and heroin in her possession.

Think about that for a moment. This was a woman who had been fired from two television shows for drug use. Who had overdosed twice. Who had been in and out of treatment for decades. And she was carrying cocaine and heroin through airport security, one of the most heavily surveilled environments in American life.

Addiction doesn't make sense. That's part of what makes it a disease rather than a choice. The rational part of the brain knows that carrying drugs through an airport is foolish, that getting caught will mean arrest and humiliation and the loss of whatever career remains. But addiction doesn't listen to the rational part of the brain. It listens to the part that says: you need this. You need it now. You'll figure out the consequences later.

Phillips pleaded guilty to one felony count of cocaine possession and was sentenced to a drug rehabilitation program. After completing a drug diversion program, her case was dismissed.

One year later, she published her memoir and told the world about her father.

What The Hold Steady Understood

There's a reason Mackenzie Phillips's story resonates with anyone who has listened carefully to rock and roll. The music of the 1960s and 1970s was inseparable from drug culture. The artists who made it, the fans who consumed it, the industry that sold it—all were swimming in substances that promised transcendence and delivered destruction.

John Phillips wrote songs about California dreaming, about leaving behind the cold and the gray, about finding something better on the other side. But there was no other side. There was just the drugs, and the fame, and the slow disintegration of everyone who got too close.

Mackenzie Phillips was eleven years old when her father gave her cocaine. She was twelve when she was cast in American Graffiti. By the time she was old enough to make her own choices, the choices had already been made for her. Her brain had been shaped by substances. Her understanding of family had been warped by abuse. Her sense of herself had been constructed in front of cameras, for audiences who wanted entertainment, not truth.

She survived. That's the remarkable part. She kept working, kept trying, kept getting up after every fall. She wrote two books—High on Arrival and, in 2017, Hopeful Healing: Essays on Managing Recovery and Surviving Addiction. She became a counselor, helping others through the same darkness she had navigated. She returned to One Day at a Time not as a cautionary tale but as a success story, a woman who had made it through.

The Hold Steady's music is full of characters like Mackenzie Phillips—people who got lost in the party, who confused drugs for salvation, who woke up in places they didn't recognize with people they didn't remember. Craig Finn, the band's singer, writes about these people with compassion and specificity, understanding that their stories are not simple morality tales but complex human dramas in which the line between victim and agent is never quite clear.

Mackenzie Phillips was both. She was the victim of a father who should have protected her and instead exploited her. She was also an agent who made choices—about drugs, about relationships, about how to live her life—that compounded the damage. To reduce her to either category alone is to miss the point entirely.

She is, as of this writing, still alive. Still recovering. Still, presumably, dreaming of California.