Perhaps the key word and the principle
reason for the truly staggering achievements of the
Bee Gees as songwriters and performers is "Brother".
The relationship that is so close, there for life, yet at times
so difficult to control, has inspired and dogged so many
talented mysicians besides Barry, Robin and Maurice Gibb.
It has given those outside the brotherhood a wonderful and
lasting treasure of music; it has given the three, inside
triumph and tragedy, but above all the knowledge that their
contribution to popular culture is permanent, substantial
and, at last, fully appreciated.
They write and sing of Love, death, the night, the dance,
good times, bad times, optimism and loss. The rhythms are
at all times seductive, irresitible: the images of the words at
times simple, at times subtle: the melodies ever graceful, the
voices unmistakable and close. They have lived their music
from an indecently early age: They have grown up through
their work, they have arrived at the summit and their
journey is not yet complete. It's not only words.
They sing of immortality
Tim Rice (from the album Number One)
We think MO was
The man in the middle in many ways
He was Funny, He was angry, He was gentle,
He was hard, He was a peacemaker,
He was a little boy living inside
an ancient soul, Mo wanted to play.
Music or games, That was Mo
Whatever we shared we believe will
When we were kids we always wondered
What was over the next hill
Could we ever really become famous?
Well our Mo, The dream came true:
The battles were many,
The good times too few
Feel proud of all you were, as we are,
Husband, Father, Son, Brother,
Singer, Songwriter, Producer, all round
Good Egg. We salute you,
We love you, We will never forget you.
Keep in touch.
Barry & Robin
Robin Hugh Gibb
22 December 1949 – 20 May 2012
In March 2012, Robin was hospitalised
for intestinal surgery and cancelled
scheduled appearances while recovering.
In April, however, he contracted
pneumonia and fell into a coma.
Although he came out of his coma
later in April, his colorectal cancer
had advanced and he died in London
on 20 May 2012 at the age of 62 from
liver and kidney failure.
His funeral was held on 8 June 2012 and
he was buried at the Church of St Mary the Virgin,
near his home in Thame, Oxfordshire.
In September of the same year,
a blue plaque was placed on the house.
Robin-John Gibb, 29, has emerged from mourning
to correct reports that blamed liver or colon cancer
for the Bee Gee's death on May 20. Gibb's long battle
with cancer was referenced in the statement his
publicist released to press following his passing.
"It wasn't the cancer that killed my father;
those reports are wrong," the son told England's
Daily Express. "Dad had actually gone into remission
and the cancer was completely unrecognizable;
it was too small to detect. No scan could see it.
He actually died of kidney failure."
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