“Arguably one of the best love songs ever”
Thrilled to come across Sue Bell’s review of the Bee Gees’ newly released Love Songs. Over at Stylus, Bell contends–and I couldn’t agree more–that “the Brother Gibbs’ best came before polyester.” Her close listening to the exquisitely heartbreaking ballad “To Love Somebody” is particularly fine:
…in such cases of unrequited angst, there is little room, all too little time for string-pulling harmonies to get the point across. Instead, the Bee Gees ditch the falsetto, and go forth applying a clenched fist phrase here, a moment of last-minute desperation there. Even at its softest, the whole thing is pretty overwhelming. But the best part, the very best part, is a three second phrase that proves, once and for all, this gal hasn’t the faintest of what it’s like. Obviously. Picture it for a moment: The paranoid tenderness in the refrain “You don’t know what it’s like” over steady orchestra swells. Then, things softly sink into the convincing, fading whisper of “To love somebody…the way I love you”. And then…here we go… “AAAHHH NNOOOO! …You don’t know what it’s like!…”. That “ahh no!” right there? One of the greatest rock and roll lung-thrusts since Otis Redding’s breakdown in “Try a Little Tenderness.”
On a separate note: the new album does not contain one of Robin and Barry’s more haunting collaborations, “New York Mining Disaster 1941.”
…in such cases of unrequited angst, there is little room, all too little time for string-pulling harmonies to get the point across. Instead, the Bee Gees ditch the falsetto, and go forth applying a clenched fist phrase here, a moment of last-minute desperation there. Even at its softest, the whole thing is pretty overwhelming. But the best part, the very best part, is a three second phrase that proves, once and for all, this gal hasn’t the faintest of what it’s like. Obviously. Picture it for a moment: The paranoid tenderness in the refrain “You don’t know what it’s like” over steady orchestra swells. Then, things softly sink into the convincing, fading whisper of “To love somebody…the way I love you”. And then…here we go… “AAAHHH NNOOOO! …You don’t know what it’s like!…”. That “ahh no!” right there? One of the greatest rock and roll lung-thrusts since Otis Redding’s breakdown in “Try a Little Tenderness.”
January 6, 2006 at 12:40 am
Did you see that one of the Gibbs, I think Barry, just bought Johnny Cash’s old house?
Thanks for the link in your sidebar. I shall reciprocate.
January 6, 2006 at 1:35 pm
Wow. I hadn’t heard of that particular Cash-Gibb estate transaction. At first, it sounds incongruous, and then, somehow… right. Thanks for the tip–and the link.
May 13, 2007 at 8:02 pm
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