Bee Gees by Bob Stanley review — from petty criminals to global superstars

The year was 1960, and the world had yet to discover the magic that would one day make The Bee Gees a musical phenomenon. On a modest television stage, 13-year-old Barry Gibb stood front and center, his voice carrying a raw, soulful grit far beyond his years. At his side, his 10-year-old twin brothers, Robin and Maurice, blended their harmonies so seamlessly it was as if they were born singing together.

That day, they performed a song titled “Time Is Passing By”—a fitting choice for three young boys on the brink of a lifelong journey in music. The melody floated through the air with a purity that seemed to pause the world for just a moment. Their voices intertwined in a way that was both fragile and powerful, foreshadowing the haunting beauty that would one day define their sound.

There was something unexplainable in that moment—a spark, a promise. Even then, their harmonies carried a timeless quality, a quiet confidence that hinted at the legend they would become.

It was more than just a debut; it was the first chapter in a story that would span decades, cross genres, break records, and touch hearts across the globe. In that performance, you could already hear the beginnings of legend—and the magic of The Bee Gees had officially begun.

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