5. Around second grade I bought an old Hitachi transistor radio at a yard sale for a quarter, and started taking it to bed with me at night. I remember lots of AM gold, but what haunted me were these early Bee Gees numbers...they are so spooky and sad. I mean, a song written from the point of view of guys trapped in a mine? Damn, Barry Gibb. You're a master songwriter, but you're giving me bad dreams!