ROD STEWART NEEDED OXYGEN—MEL BROOKS TURNED 100: TWO LEGENDS STARING DOWN THE FINAL…
Introduction
ROD STEWART NEEDED OXYGEN—MEL BROOKS TURNED 100: TWO LEGENDS WHO REFUSED TO LET TIME WRITE THE FINAL SCENE
There comes a moment in every great career when the public begins watching for something different. The applause remains, the familiar songs and scenes still awaken treasured memories, but admiration is joined by concern. Audiences no longer see only the fearless young performer who once appeared capable of outrunning time. They see the human being beneath the legend—a person whose body has aged even while the work remains permanently young. In the summer of 2026, two beloved entertainers offered powerful reminders of that truth. Sir Rod Stewart returned to the stage after a frightening health episode, while Mel Brooks reached his 100th birthday and received an extraordinary tribute from the American Film Institute.
Their stories belong to different corners of entertainment. Stewart’s unmistakable voice has carried rock, soul, heartbreak, and celebration across more than five decades. Brooks built his legacy through satire, irreverence, and the conviction that laughter could challenge fear, arrogance, and prejudice. One stood before a festival audience in Portugal after visibly struggling to breathe during an earlier performance. The other reached a century of life as one of his most famous films was officially elevated to the highest position on an iconic comedy list. Together, they created an unexpected portrait of endurance.
The concern surrounding Rod Stewart, now eighty-one, intensified after a June concert in West Valley City, Utah. During the outdoor performance, Stewart appeared unsteady and short of breath, paused to receive oxygen, and told the crowd that he had nearly fainted. He continued the concert while seated, insisting that the show must go on. The venue’s elevation and demanding conditions were discussed as possible contributing factors, although no public observer could responsibly diagnose the precise medical cause from concert footage alone.
The incident did not occur in isolation. Stewart had recently cancelled several performances while recovering from illness, including a flu-related respiratory condition that developed into laryngitis and temporarily left him unable to sing. Such cancellations inevitably disappointed people who had purchased tickets, arranged travel, and waited years for an opportunity to see him. Yet they also exposed the difficult reality facing older performers: the voice may still possess emotional fire even when the body demands rest.
For admirers who have followed Stewart since “Maggie May,” “Sailing,” “The First Cut Is the Deepest,” and “I Don’t Want to Talk About It,” the sight of him using oxygen was painful. These listeners do not regard him merely as an entertainer. His recordings have accompanied courtships, marriages, long journeys, family celebrations, and moments of private sorrow. To watch him struggle was to confront the passage of time in their own lives.
Yet the story did not end beside an oxygen tank.
On June 27, 2026, Stewart returned to a major festival stage at Rock in Rio Lisboa in Portugal. Reports described him delivering a performance lasting approximately one hundred minutes, appearing animated and determined before an enormous audience. It was his first appearance at the Lisbon edition of Rock in Rio in eighteen years, and the set included songs drawn from the many stages of his career.
That return should not be romanticized as proof that health concerns no longer mattered. Courage does not make an eighty-one-year-old invulnerable, and professionalism should never require someone to ignore medical advice. Still, Stewart’s decision to perform revealed the bond that has kept him onstage for so long. Singing is not simply the work he does. It is the place where his history, personality, and audience meet.
Stewart has never sounded like a singer protected from life. His famously weathered voice seems built from experience. Even during his youth, there was age inside it—a sense that every love song had already survived disappointment. As he grows older, that quality becomes even more moving. The voice may change, but its emotional authority deepens because audiences understand what it has endured.
While Stewart was demonstrating survival through music, Mel Brooks was receiving a very different form of recognition. Brooks turned one hundred on June 28, 2026, completing a century that carried him from a Brooklyn childhood and wartime military service to television writers’ rooms, Broadway success, Academy Award recognition, and some of the boldest comedy films ever made.
To mark his centennial, the American Film Institute made an honorary revision to its celebrated “100 Years…100 Laughs” ranking. It moved Brooks’s 1974 satire Blazing Saddles from sixth place to first, proclaiming it the funniest American film of all time and moving it ahead of Billy Wilder’s Some Like It Hot.
The recognition carried more than ceremonial value. Blazing Saddles used absurdity, parody, and deliberate discomfort to expose racism and mock the romantic mythology of the Hollywood Western. Its humor could be unruly and confrontational, but its targets were cruelty, hypocrisy, corruption, and prejudice. More than fifty years after its release, the film continues provoking debate because Brooks never believed comedy should behave politely when confronting dangerous ideas.
The AFI tribute also confirmed Brooks’s remarkable range. The Producers was placed eleventh and Young Frankenstein thirteenth, making him the only filmmaker represented by three works within the revised top fifteen. The Producers established his fearless approach to satire, while Young Frankenstein demonstrated that parody could also be visually elegant, affectionate, and technically sophisticated.
What connects Stewart and Brooks is not simply longevity. Many people live to old age without remaining active in the work that once defined them. These two men have continued because their art still establishes a conversation with audiences. Stewart steps toward a microphone and discovers that people still need those songs. Brooks watches later generations laugh at films created before many of them were born and learns that his comic instincts still cross the boundaries of age.
Their careers also remind us that endurance is rarely graceful every day. Rod Stewart’s return followed visible physical difficulty, medical interruptions, and public criticism. Mel Brooks’s hundredth birthday arrived after the deaths of collaborators, friends, and his beloved wife, Anne Bancroft, leaving him to carry memories that younger audiences encounter only through recordings and films. Longevity contains celebration, but it also contains absence.
Older readers understand this contradiction. Surviving long enough to witness one’s legacy is a privilege, yet it means outliving people who helped create that legacy. Returning to the stage can feel triumphant, but it also requires accepting that the body no longer responds as it once did. Reaching one hundred invites congratulations, but every candle also represents a year that cannot be revisited.
That is why the two stories feel more meaningful together. Stewart’s oxygen mask did not erase his stature; it revealed the effort behind the performance. Brooks’s centennial did not turn him into a museum exhibit; it demonstrated that laughter can remain alive long after the historical moment that produced it.
Neither man needs another award, chart position, or standing ovation to prove his importance. Stewart has already given popular music one of its most recognizable voices. Brooks has already shown that comedy can be both foolish and intellectually fearless. What moves audiences now is not the pursuit of greater fame, but the determination to remain connected.
There will naturally be questions about how long Stewart should continue undertaking demanding performances. Concern for an artist’s health is not disloyalty, and a cancelled show should sometimes be understood as wisdom rather than failure. The audience may wish to hear one more song, but the human being singing it matters more than the schedule.
Brooks’s milestone invites a similar kind of reflection. A film does not remain important because an institution changes its ranking. It remains important because people continue returning to it, arguing about it, and recognizing the uncomfortable truths hidden beneath its laughter. AFI’s proclamation was ultimately not the creation of a legacy, but the acknowledgment of one already secured.
Rod Stewart stood beneath festival lights after a frightening reminder of his mortality. Mel Brooks turned one hundred while the world celebrated a comedy that refused to grow old. One returned through song; the other was honored through laughter. Both showed that a legend’s final chapter is not defined solely by physical strength or chronological age.
It is defined by whether the work still reaches someone.
For millions of listeners, Stewart’s weathered voice still carries the memories of youth. For generations of film lovers, Brooks’s comedies still offer release from solemnity and fear. Time has changed the men, but it has not silenced what they created.
Perhaps that is the most hopeful lesson within these two remarkable stories. Age may slow the performer, remove familiar companions, and make every appearance more fragile. It cannot easily defeat a song that has entered people’s lives or a joke that still makes a room erupt with laughter.
Rod Stewart reminded the world that the show can continue, even when it must continue differently. Mel Brooks reminded us that a century of life is still not long enough to exhaust the power of laughter.
And somewhere between the microphone and the movie screen, two old masters proved that history was not yet ready to lower the curtain.
