Bee Gees
You always remember the first time you come to a realization that you had been avoiding.
I'm a music guy. I have been since I was old enough to sing. I loved The Beatles, The Rolling Stones and Led Zepplin. Old-time country, hard rock. Van Morrison ripping through Caravan like a man possessed. The Band, David Bowie, Tom Petty, Hank Williams, Johnny Cash, Bob Dylan and Bruce Springsteen always are in my CD case.
But somewhere, hidden underneath all that is a voice.
"Stayin' Alive, Stayin alive"
For years I avoided it, pretended it didn't exist.
"More than a woman"
I finally caved in and bought a Bee Gees Greatest Hits, Vol. 1.
"I like the Bee Gees pre-disco," I'd assure my friends. "Disco is not my thing."
It was a lie.
Well, not really. I am not a big disco fan. But Bee Gees disco is different.
It's the best, the top of an entire era of music. And unlike many disco artists, the boys from down under wrote their own songs and played their own instruments.
Finally, as a senior in college, I caved in. The cashier had seen me in the store before, picking up some Peter Gabriel and some Van Morrison. We started talking about Bruce's latest album.
Then he saw what I was about to pay 19.95 for.
"Best of the Bee Gees, Vol. 1 and 2."
"I almost came here in an overcoat so I could cover my face," I told him.
"It's cool," the cashier responded. "They're great."
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