Blue Gee - Search Videos

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Jemaa el-Fna. Orange-juice stalls stacking cups, grill smoke drifting sweet and spicy, snake-charmer flute tangling with hand drums. Scooters beep through the crowd, the Koutoubia minaret peeks over the rooftops. I’m wrestling a shaky pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims low across the square—tail hissing so loud it cuts through the music. Vendor tarps snap, pigeons explode, people shout “شنو هادا؟!” and “c’est quoi ça?” The rock slips toward the Kasbah and—boo

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Jemaa el-Fna. Orange-juice stalls stacking cups, grill smoke drifting sweet and spicy, snake-charmer flute tangling with hand drums. Scooters beep through the crowd, the Koutoubia minaret peeks over the rooftops. I’m wrestling a shaky pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims low across the square—tail hissing so loud it cuts through the music. Vendor tarps snap, pigeons explode, people shout “شنو هادا؟!” and “c’est quoi ça?” The rock slips toward the Kasbah and—boo

10.9K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over the Strip, heat bouncing off the fountain walkway. I’m thumbing a vertical clip, missing focus, when a burning comet slices low across the water—tail hissing so loud it drowns the street chatter. Spray jumps in the sun; horns jab; a pedicab bell goes ding-ding; someone yells, “Bro—look!” That steel Eiffel-style tower hangs in frame across the boulevard while the rock disappears behind the resort towers. Then the thud hits—deep, chesty. Windows tick. Alarms rippl

Imagine this: clear blue sky over the Strip, heat bouncing off the fountain walkway. I’m thumbing a vertical clip, missing focus, when a burning comet slices low across the water—tail hissing so loud it drowns the street chatter. Spray jumps in the sun; horns jab; a pedicab bell goes ding-ding; someone yells, “Bro—look!” That steel Eiffel-style tower hangs in frame across the boulevard while the rock disappears behind the resort towers. Then the thud hits—deep, chesty. Windows tick. Alarms rippl

447.3K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over the Colosseum. Cobblestones underfoot, vendor bells clinking, scooters buzzing past the red M “Colosseo” sign. I’m fumbling a pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims the arches—tail hissing so loud it slices through the chatter. “Ma che è?!” Pigeons blast into the air. The comet slips toward Via dei Fori Imperiali and, a beat later, the boom lands—deep, chesty. Car alarms ripple. I flinch, thumb on the lens, wind chewing the mic. A few minutes later I’m pulled alo

Imagine this: clear blue sky over the Colosseum. Cobblestones underfoot, vendor bells clinking, scooters buzzing past the red M “Colosseo” sign. I’m fumbling a pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims the arches—tail hissing so loud it slices through the chatter. “Ma che è?!” Pigeons blast into the air. The comet slips toward Via dei Fori Imperiali and, a beat later, the boom lands—deep, chesty. Car alarms ripple. I flinch, thumb on the lens, wind chewing the mic. A few minutes later I’m pulled alo

96.7K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Hollywood & Highland. I’m shoulder-to-shoulder with tourists when a burning comet hisses over the TCL Chinese Theatre—tail spitting sparks. You can see the Hollywood Sign wedged between buildings for half a second. A busker stops drumming, tour vans lay on the horn, everybody yells at once. The comet tears past El Capitan and hits off-camera—deep boom. Windows rattle, alarms chirp, my thumb smears the lens while the mic clips. A minute later I’m edging toward th

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Hollywood & Highland. I’m shoulder-to-shoulder with tourists when a burning comet hisses over the TCL Chinese Theatre—tail spitting sparks. You can see the Hollywood Sign wedged between buildings for half a second. A busker stops drumming, tour vans lay on the horn, everybody yells at once. The comet tears past El Capitan and hits off-camera—deep boom. Windows rattle, alarms chirp, my thumb smears the lens while the mic clips. A minute later I’m edging toward th

170.1K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Skeppsbron. Gulls wheeling, a ferry horn bleating, boots on cobblestones, Swedish and English mixing in the air. I’m fighting a twitchy pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims over the Royal Palace—tail hissing so loud it wipes the waterfront chatter. “Vad är det där?!” someone yells. It slips past Slussen and a heartbeat later the boom lands—deep, chesty—rolling along the quay. Windows tick. Alarms ripple. I flinch, thumb smears the lens, and every phone around m

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Skeppsbron. Gulls wheeling, a ferry horn bleating, boots on cobblestones, Swedish and English mixing in the air. I’m fighting a twitchy pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims over the Royal Palace—tail hissing so loud it wipes the waterfront chatter. “Vad är det där?!” someone yells. It slips past Slussen and a heartbeat later the boom lands—deep, chesty—rolling along the quay. Windows tick. Alarms ripple. I flinch, thumb smears the lens, and every phone around m

29.1K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over the Malecón. Waves slap the seawall, a ’50s Chevy rumbles by, a bicitaxi bell cuts through dominoes clacking on a corner table. El Morro lighthouse sits across the water. I’m wrestling a shaky pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims low along the coast—tail hissing so loud it eats the street noise. “¡Asere, viste eso?!” It disappears inland toward Habana Vieja and—boom—deep and chesty. Windows tick, alarms ripple, my thumb smears the lens while every phone shoots

Imagine this: clear blue sky over the Malecón. Waves slap the seawall, a ’50s Chevy rumbles by, a bicitaxi bell cuts through dominoes clacking on a corner table. El Morro lighthouse sits across the water. I’m wrestling a shaky pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims low along the coast—tail hissing so loud it eats the street noise. “¡Asere, viste eso?!” It disappears inland toward Habana Vieja and—boom—deep and chesty. Windows tick, alarms ripple, my thumb smears the lens while every phone shoots

2.4M views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Millennium Park. I’m standing by Cloud Gate, fighting a shaky zoom, when a burning comet rips low past the skyline and smears a bright streak across the mirror. Sneakers squeak on the pavers; Michigan Ave horns jab; a kid goes, “what is that?!” The rock slips behind the towers and—boom—deep and chesty. Windows tick. Car alarms tumble down the block. I flinch and thumb the lens while the mic clips. A minute later I inch toward the lawn with everyone else. The air

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Millennium Park. I’m standing by Cloud Gate, fighting a shaky zoom, when a burning comet rips low past the skyline and smears a bright streak across the mirror. Sneakers squeak on the pavers; Michigan Ave horns jab; a kid goes, “what is that?!” The rock slips behind the towers and—boom—deep and chesty. Windows tick. Car alarms tumble down the block. I flinch and thumb the lens while the mic clips. A minute later I inch toward the lawn with everyone else. The air

34.1K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over the Bridge of Peace. Glass canopy glittering, Rike Park breathing below, the cable car sliding toward Narikala and Kartlis Deda. An accordion busker finds the same four notes, scooters tick past, the river hushes under the span. I’m fighting a twitchy pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims low across the Mtkvari—tail hissing so loud it wipes the street noise. Someone near me blurts “ეს რაა?!” It slips past the fortress and the boom arrives a beat later—deep, ches

6.4K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Patong Beach. Longtail boats chug past the swim buoys, a jet-ski whines, a whistle cuts through vendor calls and a tuk-tuk horn from the road. I’m wrestling a shaky pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims low across the bay—tail hissing so loud it blanks the beach noise. It slips behind the headland and the hit lands a heartbeat later—deep, chesty. Car alarms ripple, seabirds explode off the water. I flinch, thumb smears the lens, someone near me yells “อะไรเนี่ย?

2.6M views4 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky on the Giza Plateau. I’m at the Sphinx viewpoint, trying to pinch-zoom while the Sphinx lines up with the Great Pyramid and Khafre behind it. Camel handlers call out, a vendor sings “cold water, photo!”, bus brakes hiss, wind chews the mic. Then a burning comet skims low across the pyramids—tail hissing—and slips beyond the dunes. A beat later the boom lands—deep, chesty—dust jumps, echo slaps the stone. I flinch, smear the lens with my thumb, someone shouts “إيه ده؟

16.9K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over the Strip. You’re at Las Vegas Blvd & Flamingo, elbow on the railing, Bellagio fountains misting your face, the Paris balloon and mini–Eiffel Tower peeking over traffic. A matte-gray fighter jet—one tail fin, tinted canopy—slides into the intersection and starts carving tight donuts on its landing gear. Rubber smoke curls. LVMPD cruisers already box it in; lights strobe; a spike strip lies half-unrolled. Loudspeakers bark “Stop now!” Buskers yell, taxis jab horn

18.4K views6 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Ocean Drive. Bass thumping from a passing car, palms flicking shadows on the pastel hotels, my phone wobbling because I’m trying to pinch-zoom and walk. A burning comet slices low over Lummus Park—tail hissing—then drops beyond the dunes. The hit comes a heartbeat later: a deep, chesty boom. Windows tick, parked car alarms ripple, somebody yells “qué fue eso?!” I flinch, smear the lens with my thumb, wind chewing the mic. A minute later I edge toward the boardwa

1.8M views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky at Chureito Pagoda. Snow-capped Fuji dead center, the red pagoda off to the side, coin binoculars clacking, a shrine bell somewhere below. I’m fighting a jittery pinch-zoom when a burning comet rips across the mountain—tail hissing so loud it slices the chatter (“やばい…”, “no way”). Birds burst from the pines; I over-zoom, smear the lens with my thumb; the frame wobbles and everyone lifts their phones at once. Ten minutes later I’m on the Lake Kawaguchi shore, trying t

151.7K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over Compton Blvd and Long Beach Blvd. Sun on the crosswalk stripes, palm trees jittering in my shaky phone. A matte-gray fighter jet—one tail fin, tinted canopy—slides into the intersection like it took a wrong exit off the 105 and starts doing donuts on the landing gear. Rubber smoke curls up; everybody yells at once. “Ain’t no way.” “Get this!” I bump a shoulder, thumb smears the lens, autofocus breathes. Compton City Hall sits in the background like it’s seen eve

9.7K views6 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine standing on the cliffs of Uluwatu — blue skies, the smell of incense in the air, waves crashing below. Everything feels calm, timeless… until it doesn’t. The ocean begins to pull back, birds scatter, and a deep vibration echoes through the air. In the distance, a wall of water rises — impossibly tall, glinting like glass under the sun. Within seconds, paradise becomes chaos. The sound of waves turns into thunder, wood shatters, and prayers turn into screams. It’s strange how something so

1.1M views6 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this — downtown Chicago, blue skies, and that usual midmorning buzz of the city. Street vendors shouting, taxis honking, the air full of energy. Then suddenly, everyone looks up. A flash. A roar. And there it is — a metallic saucer, huge, glowing faintly blue through its cracked seams, embedded into the side of the Willis Tower. Smoke rolls across the skyline, glass raining down like confetti, people frozen between filming and fleeing. Minutes later, another clip appears — filmed from Mo

3.4M views6 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: blue noon sky over the Obelisco on 9 de Julio. I’m fighting a twitchy pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims the tip of the monument and rips down the avenue—tail hissing so loud it drowns the whistles and bus brakes. “¡Che, mirá!” “¿Qué es eso?” Horns jab, flags snap. It vanishes behind the towers toward the river and—boom—deep and chesty. Windows tick. Alarms chain down the median. I flinch, thumb across the lens, wind chewing the mic while everyone lifts their phones at once. A f

612.2K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over red walls and golden eaves. I’m under the Meridian Gate, fighting a twitchy pinch-zoom while guide flags wag and a whistle chirps above the shuffle of shoes on stone. A burning comet skims the roofline toward the big courtyards—tail hissing so loud it cuts the square in half. It slips beyond the inner gate and a heartbeat later the sound lands—deep, chesty. Pigeons burst. Windowpanes tick. Alarms chirp along the colonnades. I flinch, smear the lens with my thumb

9.4K views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over red walls and gold roofs. You’re near the Hall of Supreme Harmony steps, elbow on cool marble, when a matte-gray fighter jet—one tail fin, tinted canopy—skids into the plaza like it took a wrong turn off Chang’an Ave and starts doing donuts on its landing gear. Rubber smoke curls. Whistles blast. Security in navy jackets sprint, radios popping, shouting “放下武器！Drop your weapon!” I jostle someone, thumb smears the lens, autofocus breathes. Guide flags waggle, a ki

17.7K views6 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this — a perfect Miami morning. Blue skies, sunlight bouncing off glass towers, the kind of day people move here for. But then, everything stops. From the Downtown streets, a metallic glow catches everyone’s attention — a massive saucer wedged between buildings, smoke rising into the air. Horns blare, people shout in English and Spanish, and phones go up everywhere. It doesn’t even feel real — like the city itself is holding its breath. Just a few miles away, chaos strikes again. Another

330K views6 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this: clear blue sky over the Galata Bridge. Fishermen shoulder to shoulder on the rail, ferry horns trading notes with the tram bell, a simit seller calling over the traffic. I’m fighting a jittery pinch-zoom when a burning comet skims toward the Historic Peninsula—threading the skyline between Hagia Sophia and the Blue Mosque—tail hissing so loud it cuts the street noise in half. Gulls explode. Someone near me blurts “Bu ne?!” The rock slips beyond the domes and, a heartbeat later, the

1.3M views5 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

Imagine this — Mexico City under a perfect blue sky, the streets alive like any other day. Traffic along Paseo de la Reforma, music from open car windows, vendors calling out in the Zócalo. Then, in a moment that nobody could ever expect, the city stops breathing. The first clip — filmed from a car on Paseo de la Reforma, with the Ángel de la Independencia monument in clear view — captures the impossible: a massive metallic UFO, blackened and glowing faintly blue from its cracks, crashed right i

80.1K views6 months ago

FacebookAdrian Gee

What's in store Fashion world finds 👌🔥 | Beauty Gee

34.7K views7 months ago

FacebookBeauty Gee

Bee Gees - Live In Sydney ONO 1999 - Alone

299.6K viewsNov 1, 2010

YouTubeTheBeeGees02

BLUE GEE INC. 💙💙💙 (@bluegeeinc)’s videos with original sound - BLUE GEE INC. 💙💙💙

54 views4 months ago

TikTokbluegeeinc

Bee Gees - Massachusetts (Live in Las Vegas, 1997 - One Night Only)

19.7M viewsJul 8, 2013

Bee Gees - Run To Me (Live in Las Vegas, 1997 - One Night Only)

2.8M viewsJul 8, 2013

Bee Gees - Alone (Live in Las Vegas, 1997 - One Night Only)

13.1M viewsJul 8, 2013

blue gee like the song

YouTubeblue gee

Bee Gees - You Should Be Dancing (encore) (Live in Las Vegas, 1997 - One Night Only)

7.7M viewsJul 10, 2013

See more