Andrew Sandoval's story about how Robin Gibb wrote a song *during* the Apollo 11 mission about how either a) the astronauts wouldn't make it back or b) they would come back to spread some sort of space plague on earth had me wondering if Andrew was an even-more-slow-burn than usual character.
Instead, it seems that Robin Gibb was just a bit of a nut.
Some of the first music I ever heard was mid-70s pre-disco Bee Gees greatest hits on 8-track.
Ka-CHUNK. "You... are going back... to Massachusetts."