Very sad news...First Donna Summer, and now Robin Gibb - their hits, of which there are almost too many to count, had a tremendous impact on the music of the 1970s (aside from Rock). The BeeGees are pretty much the iconic symbol of Disco, and not only for those of us who were around during that decade. Ask any of today's youth to name a group from the Disco era, and their response will almost always be "The BeeGees." Their legacy will live on from generation to generation.
I stated in my post in the Donna Summer thread that her songs are a large part of the soundtrack of my pre-adolescent years, and the same can be said about Maurice, Barry, and Robin Gibb. It seemed like the entire population either owned a copy of the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack or listened to them on the radio (as their songs were in constant rotation on just about every station). No one wasn't aware of who they were (whether they liked them or not, though most people fell into the "like" category).
The BeeGees were artists whose music wasn't limited to one group of people. In the mid and late 70s, most everyone listened to them -- young, old, black, white, rich, poor, students (elementary, junior and senior high, college, vocational/tech school), working adults from every category imaginable - blue-collar workers (factory workers, construction workers of all types, and the many other manual/physical jobs), managers, secretaries, white-collar office dwellers, corner-office executives, artists of all types (both struggling and successful), people in the fashion and beauty industry (designers, stylists, beauticians, cosmeticians, photographers, editors, writers, and so on and so forth), basically you name it.
To sum it up, the BeeGees were of that rare breed of musicians whose music transcended all walks of life and created a common ground that united people as well as getting all of them on the dance floor, packed in like sardines. They made not just Saturday nights, but also Friday nights, a joyous party and a celebration. This is what I will remember about The BeeGees.....well, that, and the memories of those first boy-girl parties in 5th/6th grade when we were all plagued by the awkwardness of budding hormones , and how we were all trying to be "cool" while struggling with the torture of the puberty monster, with the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack blaring on the stereo in the background as we tried to figure out how to dance with the opposite sex without looking like a total dork .
RIP, Robin. You and Maurice (and Barry of course) will never be forgotten. We may be mourning your Spirits Having Flown, but there will never be Too Much Heaven for y'all.