In Miami, Barry Gibb spends his mornings tending to his garden, carefully nurturing the trees and flowers that surround his home. Afternoons belong to his grandchildren, their laughter echoing through the quiet as he joins in their games. It is a far cry from the roaring crowds he once commanded, yet his days are still filled with music in smaller, gentler ways. But those who know him best say there are still moments when the past returns, and Barry’s silence holds more than words could ever tell…
Not all songs become massive hits, and not all hits define an artist’s legacy —...