May 16, 2016

Continuing with Robin Gibb tributes, here is a short but poignant story that we all can appreciate. It makes me miss him even more.

Amy

Chicago

I grew up in a family of rock fans who loved bands like Guns n Roses, Van Halen and Def Leppard. My parents loved these groups, and others that were similar, but I was a Bee Gee fan. Really, I was more of a Robin Gibb fan from the time I heard him sing “And the Sun Will Shine”. I don’t remember the day or what show it was, but I was with my friend Samantha, and we were at a sleepover and saw him on TV. I was a goner after that night.

So many people say that the music changed their lives or helped them when they were sad. I just fell in love with his voice. I must have been 11 or so at the time. His voice was smooth and sort of nasal, but it was perfect. It wasn’t like anything I had ever heard, and he looked so different and serious when he was singing. He never screamed or wailed or broke a guitar or dressed like he was in a weird costume. He just sang like an angel.

Of course, he was the deep thinker and the sarcastic Bee Gee, too, and he kept changing his hair, which I thought was so fascinating. It was a page boy and then it was red and then it was a mullet. He always kept me interested in him as a person as well as a singer.I think it was his strong personality that affected me, especially when the deejays stopped playing Bee Gee music. I was even more stubborn about how much their music meant to the music world. Didn’t people understand what a genius Robin was? He could sing anything, and he was so creative and focused. I wanted to be like him, confident and totally unique.

He didn’t let anyone sway him or his vision. He just kept on being Robin, and he continued making music that he loved. I respected that, and I never wavered in my love for him. I will be his fan until I die.