Bee Gees: The Spirits Just Keep Flying


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Ever wonder what that exuberant, light-headed feeling of love was ever like? Does it even, ever exist? When it doubt, wear your flying tweeds and head right into Spirits Having Flown. In their fifth album, the eponymous number by Bee Gees is a winner all the way. In the little-over-five minutes of magic that the Gibbs brothers weave, you’re gently ushered into their zeppelin of love, longing, and yearning. And from then on, you never really do land. Not ever.  In body, maybe. In spirits, never.

When the Caribbean-infused beat kicks up with the “Oh yeah!” by Barry Gibb, little do you realize what the song has for you in store shortly thereafter. And when the acoustic guitar strummed by Barry and Alan Kendall is layered by the Gibbs’ brothers’ falsetto chorus, you know you’re in comfortable Bee Gees’ territory. But not for long, for, Barry’s vocals treads ever oh-softly in his regular voice, while the guitars flow in a landscape of dreamy flow, easing the sun into setting but never quite letting it.

The tune caresses your soul, and when Barry sings, “Never before having flown,” that goose-bump you feel is a combination of muted ecstasy and a sinking feeling of satiation. And if you’re wondering where the falsetto’s gone, the brothers jump right into it, Robin and Maurice throbbing with feeling and passion – the tune and the synthesizers soft growl propelling right into the burning arms of the Sun, and then they melt, the song sliding back into Barry’s whispering vocals. And oh, that haunting piece on the keyboards…

By the time the second verse comes into play, the group is into it, a gentle yet seething lava of vocals waiting to explode…and oh brother, how they erupt – and while the chorus keeps flowing, the percussion gently stumbling, Barry gets back into his coolant phase, but never quite cooling your flying passion.

And the writing – they don’t write like this anymore, do they? :

I’d like to take you where my spirit flies
Through the empty skies we go alone
Never before having flown

Or:

I’d like to take you to my Shangri La
Neither here or far away from home
Never before having flown

Or this, intoxicatingly fuzzy:

It’s the dawn of the feeling
That starts from the moment you’re there…

How, just how, can your spirits ever, ever come down? How, ever? Just let them fly…don’t bother coming back.

I never fell in love so easily, Where the four winds blow I carry on
I’d like to take you where my spirit flies, Through the empty skies we go alone
Never before having flown
Faster than light’ning is this heart of mine
In the face of time I carry on
I’d like to take you where my rainbow ends, Be my lover friend, we go alone
Never before having flown

 I am your hurricane, Your fire in the sun
How long must I live in the air,
You are my paradise
My angel on the run
How long must I wait
It’s the dawn of the feeling
That starts from the moment you’re there

You’ll never know what you have done for me,
You broke up all those rules I live upon
I’d like to take you to my Shangri La
Neither here or far away from home
Never before having flown

I am your hurricane
Your fire in the sun
How long must I live in the air
You are my paradise
My angel on the run
How long must I wait
It’s the dawn of the feeling
That starts from the moment you’re there 

There I’d like to take you where my spirit flies
Through the empty skies we go alone
Never before having flown

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