Introduction:
A Voice From Heaven — Robin Gibb’s “I Started a Joke” Still Brings Tears
Years have passed since the world said goodbye to Robin Gibb, yet time seems to lose its meaning the moment his voice drifts back into the air. When “I Started a Joke” begins to play, it doesn’t feel like a recording from the past—it feels like a message delivered from somewhere far beyond it. Soft, fragile, and heartbreakingly sincere, Robin’s voice still has the power to stop people in their tracks.
Released in 1968, “I Started a Joke” was never a loud anthem or a triumphant chart statement. It was quiet, inward, and painfully human. At a time when pop music was growing bolder and brighter, Robin Gibb chose vulnerability. His trembling vibrato carried more than melody—it carried doubt, regret, and a sense of emotional isolation that many listeners felt but rarely heard expressed so openly.
What makes the song endure is not just its beautiful arrangement or unforgettable melody, but the truth embedded in every line. Robin didn’t sing at the listener; he sang to them. When he reaches the line, “I started to cry, which started the whole world laughing,” it feels less like poetry and more like confession. It is the sound of someone misunderstood, wounded, and quietly resilient.
In hindsight, the song feels almost prophetic. Robin Gibb’s life was marked by deep sensitivity—often overshadowed by fame, rivalry, and later, profound personal loss. His voice, ethereal and aching, became his emotional fingerprint. Where others projected strength, Robin allowed fragility to be heard, and that honesty is what continues to resonate decades later.
Even today, the song finds new life. It appears in films, television, and viral clips shared by younger generations who may not know the full story of the Bee Gees, but instantly recognize the ache in his voice. In an age of polished perfection, “I Started a Joke” stands as a reminder that imperfection is often where the deepest beauty lives.
Robin Gibb is gone, but this song remains—unchaken, unspoiled, and unbearably moving. It is more than a classic. It is a farewell wrapped in melody, a quiet truth set to music. And every time Robin sings, “I started to cry,” the world, somehow, still cries with him.