The follow-up didn't spawn quite so many hits, but it did showcase the boys' versatility. Whether you were a sentimental grandmother or a stoned hippie asshole, if this record was in your house in 1968, you were no doubt listening to it all day long, tears of joy streaming down your face. Years in the biz gave the Brothers Gibb the confidence and the know-how to pull this shit off! And Stigwood gave them the budget to corral that string section and whip 'em into place. These Bee Gees were not fucking around! I bet they wrote "Massachusetts" without ever having visited the place--but you'd never know it. With the Bee Gees, there's never a false note!