Samantha Gibb performs in front of her uncle Barry Gibb in Philadelphia, 2014.

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The Bee Gees may be one of the world’s most iconic musical families, but even legend Barry Gibb is not immune to the emotion of seeing the next generation take the stage.

During his first solo tour, Mythology, in 2014, Barry invited his son Stephen and his niece Samantha to join him on the road, stepping in for his late brothers who had defined the Bee Gees’ legacy.

Just two years after the passing of Robin Gibb in 2012—and more than a decade since the loss of Maurice Gibb in 2003—Samantha marked a heartfelt moment on tour with a moving performance of the 1987 hit “You Win Again.” Filmed by an audience member in Philadelphia, the video shows Samantha, wearing a simple black singlet and sporting a short haircut, confidently delivering the timeless lyrics of the Bee Gees classic.

As she performs, the camera catches Barry in the shadows at the side of the stage, sipping water and smiling with pride as he watches his niece take the spotlight.

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Other standout moments from the tour include Samantha joining Barry and Stephen for an energetic rendition of “Stayin’ Alive,” as well as an emotional duet of “How Can You Mend a Broken Heart” with her uncle. Yet her version of “You Win Again” holds particular significance.

Regarded as the Bee Gees’ major comeback hit—marking their first chart success in nearly eight years—the original demo of “You Win Again” was recorded in Maurice’s garage, possibly with a young Samantha nearby. Built around an innovative drum pattern created by Maurice and producer Rhett Lawrence, the track became one of Maurice’s favorites. In interviews, he often spoke about its unique and forward-thinking sound.

In a 2001 Mojo magazine feature, Maurice explained that the song embodied the Bee Gees’ creative unity:
“When we get together and write, it’s not like three individuals,” he said. “It’s like one person in the room.”

He recalled how the song began with nothing more than a title pulled from their notebook:
“I loved ‘You Win Again’ as a title, but we had no idea what the song would become. We built a big demo in my garage—I even recorded stomps and little sound effects.”

There was only one real drum track; the rest was experimental sound layering. “Everyone tried to talk us out of the stomps at the start,” he laughed. “But once you hear that ‘jabba-doomba, jabba-doomba’ on the radio, you know it’s us. It became a calling card.”

Samantha Gibb is one of Maurice’s two children with his wife Yvonne Spenceley Gibb.
In 2017, she helped spearhead The Gibb Collective, an album recorded by the children, nieces, nephews, and younger sister of the four Gibb brothers.

What began as a single recording by Samantha quickly grew into a full project featuring Andy Gibb’s daughter Peta Weber, Robin’s son Robin-John Gibb, and Barry’s sons Travis and Stephen.

“It all started when my partner Lazaro and I recorded a cover of ‘New York Mining Disaster 1941,’” Samantha explained. “We loved how it sounded and realized we wanted to create something bigger—a tribute to my dad and my uncles. Soon, each family member chose a favourite Bee Gees track to reinterpret. Before we knew it, we had a ten-song album.”

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The descendants of Barry, Maurice, Robin, and Andy Gibb now carry the legacy forward—not only through music but through the emotional memories of the legendary brothers.

In a 2012 interview, Barry spoke with heartbreaking honesty about the personal losses he has endured:
“My greatest regret is that every brother I lost was in a moment when we weren’t getting along. I have to live with that, and I’ll spend the rest of my life reflecting on it.”

“I’m the last man standing. I can’t understand it, because I’m the eldest.”

Fighting back tears, he continued:
“Only the three of us knew what we truly felt about each other. There was such a unity—when we worked together, we became one person. We all had the same dream. That’s what I miss more than anything.”

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