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March 10, 2016
I first saw Andy Gibb perform at the Saratoga Performing Arts Center on June 25, 1978. He was electrifying but vulnerable, an unusual combination. I thought him beautiful and sensitive, but cheeky, another dichotomy. He left an impression on my young soul that was indelible, permanently seared into my heart. I adored him.
Most fans know of the rise and fall of this lovely man, whose talent was unique and incredibly special. He was gone before we had a chance to give him those Tonys and Oscars and maybe even a BAFTA Award, for I believed that his acting talent was at the very least equal to or greater than his singing and composing abilities. I thought he had an amazing acting career ahead of him. He had a natural charisma and charm, a boyish but sexy way about him, and he could lull one into a state of euphoria with that voice of his.
i remember seeing his performance in Joseph and The Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat and thinking that he was mesmerizing. Little did the Broadway fans know that behind that coat were demons determined to destroy him. Fans still ask “Why?” Why was he gone so soon? Why are our hearts broken? There will never be an answer, but those of faith believe that he was needed elsewhere. Now he watches over all of us, and I often wonder what he would think of today’s music and who he would like to collaborate with on a song or album. He certainly would be singing with his brother Barry, and they would be laughing as they put down new melodies and lyrics for the world to enjoy. Indeed, I believe that one day they will do so in heaven.
My favorite song , like thousands of other fans, is “Shadow Dancing” and years after its release, I would play it in the car for my toddler sons, who sang it to the world as though it were an anthem, complete with waving hand gestures. They came to know Andy’s music as well as I did, and laughed and danced with me, enjoying every moment of that gentle voice. Seeing him in person was fabulous, but playing his music with my children was another level of joy I treasure to this day.
So I am grateful when I think of Andy Gibb, for he gave me great memories to cherish, and the imprint he left on my heart brings a smile whenever I hear his name. There is no sadness because I was lucky enough to experience his talent for awhile, and that’s such a gift to treasure. Dear Andy, I love you always and thank you for the talent you brought to the world of music and for the sensitive and compassionate way you shared it with all of us.