The rest, as they say, is hysteria.Were a musical group formed in 1958 by brothers Barry, Robin, and Maurice Gibb. By 1969 they’d split up, regrouped a year later, floundered for five years till The Plague of 1977, when young people on both sides of the ocean began to display inexplicable weekly episodes of convulsive twitching, what subsequently became known as The Saturday Night Fever.
And you can never get enough of beautiful songs, can you?Īs impressive as their recordings were, they couldn’t duplicate the lush, extravagant productions live. The Bee Gees Band (the Gibbs are the ones with the Colgate smiles)īut the Bee Gees provided beautiful songs, beautiful performances, beautiful productions, all within a ‘Yes, I am experienced’ context. It’s true, their lyrics were a lot more convincing after you’d smoked a few: Each one a gem, carefully crafted, exquisitely orchestrated, flawlessly performed, with a strong, memorable melody, and lyrics ranging from the poetic to the enigmatic to the self-consciously cryptic. ‘ New York Mining Disaster, 1941’, ‘ To Love Somebody’, ‘ Holiday’, ‘ Words’, ‘ I Started a Joke’, ‘ Massachusetts’, ‘ I’ve Gotta Get a Message to You’, ‘ I Can’t See Nobody’, ‘ World’. They had this string of hits in 1967-68 that took a back seat to none, not even that group they followed in the encyclopedia alphabetically (I don’t mean Jeff Beck). But there were also those daytime hours when your mind was lucid and you wanted to hear something pretty. ‘Words’ and ’To Love Somebody’ sounded more like ‘Norwegian Wood’ ‘We Can Work It Out’ than did ‘All You Need is Love’ and ‘Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds’. See, when the Bee Gees hit the radio in mid-1967, they were decidedly Old School. America was in its original flush of psychedelia – ‘Purple Haze’, ‘Light My Fire’, ‘Somebody to Love’. The England to which they returned was producing a new brand of ‘pop’ music: ‘Strawberry Fields Forever’/’Penny Lane’, ‘Let’s Spend the Night Together’/’Ruby Tuesday’, ‘Whiter Shade of Pale’.
( Here’s an example, but I’m warning you, I couldn’t sleep for a couple of nights after watching it, so use your own judgment.) But they had their eyes on the big-time, which in 1966 was good old England.
#BEE GEES HOLIDAY TV#
In 1958 the parents moved to Australia (I think because they wanted a daughter), where the boys drank a lot of milk, underwent puberty, and sang together so well they had their own Brisbanean TV show. So unroll those eyeballs, cowboys and Indians, and listen to the tale of The Bee Gees, Incarnation #1.īarry (b 1946) and twins Robin (b 1949) and Maurice (inexplicably also b 1949) were b’ed on the Isle of Man. Before they started sounding like three black American sis-tahs.
You see, les frères Gibbs used to be sound like three white Australian brothers. The ones who once upon a time were compared favorably with, ahem, The Beatles. I know, I say The Bee Gees and your eyes roll and you start to snicker, conjuring up sounds of bung-jaga-jaga- jaga and sights of a studly Italian undulating cockily down the street in flared white pants so tight you can see his gjamidanker.
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