The Concert

The Bee Gees ( Maurice Gibb, Robin Gibb and Barry Gibb)

Went to a concert yesterday at the Indoor Stadium. One of the Bee Gees, Robin Gibb was performing. The BeeGees was an all brothers band and was immensely popular in the 70s and 80s. With their hairy chests and super accurate harmonising falsetto, they made Saturday Night Fever and finger pointing the culture of the late 70s. I think I was twelve years old when I first heard about them. So going to this concert was more of a nostalgia rather than hear him sing .... it is difficult for a grown up man to hear another man sing.

But Robin was not the main singer of the band. So frankly, his solo concert here is not too exciting and his voice is not very appealing. Although all three wrote all their songs together, his elder brother Barry was the lead and together with his twin brother Maurice, they both harmonise for most of the songs. They are already in the fifties and Maurice died suddenly in 2003. So another reason why I went was in case this one dies also, then I will have missed one of the legends of pop history! I paid $260 for two tickets for wiffie and myself, side view seating and not front row ok ...

Most of the audience are people in the late forties and above. You can tell the difference between a teeny bopper concert and an accomplished singer's concert by the type of cars the people drive there. There will be mostly big continental cars in the car park if the artistes is in his or her fifties. But if the artistes is young and depend heavily on marketing type, then half the car park is empty or filled with Suzukies. I actually saw some with walking sticks and most of the male audience are bald. They also don't dance a lot throughout the whole show, even for a fast number like " Staying Alive" or " You should be Dancing" , either they are too old to dance or they are afraid of injuring their hips.

My whole concert was ruined by this guy sitting next to me. For the entire show, this bozo was singing out loud along every song! I can understand him being a big fan, but this is a concert, not a mass karoke session. I didn't pay $130 to hear the audience sing or I might as well bring my own CD! And he was not only singing out loud, he was singing off key and clapping off beat. How torturing can that be? I wanted to strangle him but I thought it will be breaking concert etiquette rules ... so I restrained myself. It was already straining on the neck to see the concert from the side, this clown made it worst. And for the first time in my concert going life, I was so glad that the show lasted only one and half hours.