Introduction:
Being a twin often comes with a lifetime of shared clothes, mirrored mannerisms, and finishing each other’s sentences. But not all twins are identical in appearance — some are bound by something deeper. Robin and I are fraternal twins, and while we may not look alike, we share something even more profound: a synchronized heartbeat for music and a sense of humor that only we understand.
Growing up, we weren’t the kind to be mistaken for one another, but we were always in tune — emotionally and creatively. Music wasn’t just a hobby; it was our language. Whether we were harmonizing in our early years or crafting melodies that touched hearts around the world, there was an invisible thread connecting us through every note.
There were times when the rhythm of life pulled us in different directions. The waves of change took us far from where we began, each chasing our own paths in the open sea of experience. But somehow, through the noise and silence, we found our way back. The bond endured. The darkness faded. And once more, we rose — together.
Music became both our refuge and our mission. It helped us express the inexpressible. When I sang about love, loss, or hope, I knew Robin felt every word. He was the quiet one, never too vocal about feelings, never one for emotional declarations. He wasn’t the type to say, “I love you,” or reach out for a group hug. Yet, in his stillness, there was an unshakable loyalty and a depth few could ever see.
Robin was, in every sense, a genius — not only in the music studio but in how he processed the world. Ask him about any number-one hit from the 1960s, and he could tell you its release date, the producer, and even the B-side. He was like an encyclopedia in human form, endlessly curious, infinitely informed. From global history to obscure trivia, Robin could recall it all with uncanny precision. It wasn’t just intelligence — it was passion.
But beyond the charts and accolades, beyond the applause and awards, I remember Robin the brother. The boy who made me laugh, the man who stood by me through every rise and fall. That’s the person I will miss. Not just the legendary artist — though he truly was one — but the soul I shared my life and dreams with.
Our journey was not always easy, but it was always worth it. Because when we sang, we didn’t just make music — we told the story of two hearts beating as one. And though the music may fade, that connection will remain — forever in harmony.
