July 12, 2013
This past week there have been some heavy Gibb interviews and postings, so I’d like to post a happy story that’s upbeat and fun. We can all smile at Lisa’s reflections.
San Jose, California
I have been singing Bee Gees music since I was 7. As a child, I would dance around using a wooden spoon as a microphone. For some crazy reason, my favorite song was “Boogie Child”. I thought this song was written especially for me. Picture me dancing with my wooden spoon wearing my Cinderella pajamas singing in front of the mirror and all over the house. Now I know why my parents were always laughing as they watched their 7-year-old daughter bellow, “sexy, sexy, boogie child”. It is still my all-time favorite Bee Gee song. I think I loved the bluesy emotion to it, and it went along with my “dancing queen” mentality. I was a crazy little girl. I think I played that song at least a thousand times before I would play the other songs on the record. I always wanted to perform, and I would dream I was on stage standing between Mo and Robin and so excited to sing with Barry, too, because he was like a big huggy bear. I was a kid, and the Bee Gees made me happy. I remember having battles with my Mom about going to bed (this went on for years). She would come into my room to turn off the lights, and I would be going off on “Night Fever” as though I was a 16-year-old. When I finally would get settled down, the music was so alive in my head it would take me hours to fall asleep. My parents finally set limits, and I was not allowed to play Bee Gees after 6 p.m. because no one in the house could stop thinking of the music long enough to go to sleep. I would follow Maurice, Robin and Barry Gibb to the ends of the earth if I could. I was a fanatic, and every fan like me knows exactly what I mean. I still have hundreds of posters, pictures, shirts, every single album…no kidding. Now I have all the CD’s, even the first one and ESP, which was not popular in the USA (and “You Win Again” was on it!)….my pride and joy, and I can play them any time I want, even at 3 a.m.! My friends and I would say, “Rock on, brothers”. That became my mantra. My mom reminds me that I was 10 when I told her that I was planning to marry Maurice because he didn’t get as much attention as the other two brothers, and I wanted him to be happy. No idea where that came from, but he became the middle school obsession. I would dream about him. I just always knew they would be good to their fans because they were so nice, and Maurice was the sweetest. I finally had the thrill of meeting him near their studio in Miami when I was 19 and my best friends and I made a college break road trip from North Carolina, where I was living at the time. I almost had heart failure when he walked over to me and my handful of pictures and started autographing them while he smiled and talked to me in that deep, serious sounding voice. I began hyperventilating, trying to be cool and calm. I seriously started to lose my breath and thought I would black out, and I still replay that day over and over in my head. I dreamed of that day coming, but I never thought it would really happen. Even now, when I say BEE GEES, I start to get excited and always want to discuss them, no matter who is around. So, that’s one little part of my many stories from a woman who will never outgrow her favorite band. THE END.