I am not much of a recommendations guy. Far too often, it seems to me, we confuse fact for opinion, even in benign ways such as when discussing something we either like or dislike. Rather than saying, "I loathe green beans", a statement of fact, I might say, "Green beans are the worst vegetable ever!" Although I would submit that the latter is also a statement of fact I am compelled to admit it is actually an expression of opinion.
The following is an expression of opinion. Moreover it is an expression solely of my opinion. Nothing more. Nothing less. No one more. No one less.
One night last week (the Missus was out visiting her cousin), I watched on HBO Max the documentary film Frank Marshall made on The Bee Gees. What caught my attention was the film's title, "How Can You Mend A Broken Heart". A lifetime ago, a classic Wurlitzer jukebox that my older brother Kelly and his great friend, Rich Perrego, rescued and restored in Hurricane Agnes's aftermath, occupied a spot of honor on the front porch of our house in Harvey's Lake, Pennsylvania. The jukebox was a beauty. To my memory, it looked like this. Whether I am right matters not. What I do remember about it was that among the 45s that it played was the Bee Gees' "How Can You Mend A Broken Heart", which song I always loved. It also played their "Lonely Days", which I also dug very much.
I enjoyed the film very much. I had no idea how little I knew about them until I watched it. I found myself sitting singing along to most of the songs, including those that ended up on the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack. Long story short, I found it to be a worthwhile expenditure of two hours. If you have HBO and/or HBO Max (I know not whether you can have one without the other), then you might want to consider checking it out yourself...
...whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother.
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