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I waited a few days before talking to Rachel. I knew I was going to come out to her, and it was not an easy thing to do.

One evening, she called me to know when we’d be out of the studio and I knew the time had come. I went to her place and told her the whole truth. She was gobsmacked of course. She refused to believe me and asked me a million questions but after a while, it eventually started to sink in.

"How can you do this to me?" she asked.

"Believe me, I wish I didn’t have to this to you. I’m so sorry, I don’t want to see you hurt, but I can’t keep lying to you."

"You can’t be gay, I know you’re not!"

"I told you, I am. And I love him. I can’t fight it."

"Of course you love him, he’s your best friend. That doesn't mean you have to fuck him just 'cause he tells you he's gay" she said, raising her voice. "gee, it’s Rob, the guy’s gorgeous, look at him! All my friends are in love with him!"

"I AM looking at him!"

"Maybe he’s messing with your head, because he’s sooo... " she couldn’t find the right words, but I knew what she meant. "You’re just confused 'cause he tells you he loves you."

"Rach, no, he’s not messing with my head, and I’m not confused anymore! What we have is not infatuation. I’m in love with him. I love him just as much as he loves me," I said, self-assured.

"Oh come on, stop saying that!" she pleaded.

"That’s just the truth, and you’re gonna have to accept it!" I told her matter-of-factly.

"So, that’s it, we’re done. Just like that?" she asked, still not wanting to believe it.

"Yeah, I’m afraid so. I love you Rach, I really do. I care so much about you, but I don't love you in that way anymore."

"Aren’t you gonna change you mind about this?" she asked as tears filled up her eyes.

"I’m not," I answered, reaching over to her to take her in my arms.

"I’m so sorry," I told her again. She cried on my shoulder for a while and I just let her.

"You’re gonna be so hard to get over. I always thought I’d marry you someday."

"I’m sorry," I repeated, feeling so sad to end things with her in a way, and to hurt her like this. It was so hard to break up with her, even though I honestly didn't think of her as a girlfriend anymore, but I still considered her as a friend.

After a moment, I told her, "We can still be friends, when you feel ready. I want you to be happy. I don’t want you to hang on to me."

She nodded. "Well, firstly, you’re gay, and secondly, you’re with Robbie, I don’t think I can compete here." I let out a chuckle.

"He’s fucking lucky! I’m gonna kiss his ass!" she said, her voice tearing up.

"Ok, I’ll let you do that. He deserves it!"

She let out a laugh as she tried to wipe her eyes.

"Rach, please, can you… " I began asking.

She looked up at me and said, "I won’t tell anyone," understanding what I was asking.

I smiled. "I knew you wouldn’t. I know I can trust you."

"Are you gonna tell Dylan, Damon and Jord?"

I sighed. I knew the next step would be to come out to our friends, and that seemed an even harder thing to do. Although I knew they were open-minded enough to accept it. Rob and I hadn’t really talked about it but we both knew we would have to do it soon.

That day came a lot sooner than we had expected though. About a week later, we had been in the studio all day, working on a new song and the atmosphere between Rob and I was a bit electric because of lyrics we were working on, and, well, to make a long story short, we were horny.

We had been flirting discreetly for over an hour and we couldn’t take it anymore.

When he walked past me and whispered, "I want you!" in my ear, I knew we were not going to be able to wait until the end of the day.

We were all working on a song and deeply focused on it when he announced,

"I’m gonna take a quick break guys, I need some fresh air."

I watched him walk to his bag and retrieve something from it, which I knew had to be a packet of lube. My cock immediately responded to the thoughts of fucking him.

"Me too, I need a drink. Can you guys work on this part with Damon for a bit, I’ll be right back," I told Dylan and Jordan. They kept playing and none of them seemed to want to come on a break with us. I hoped what I had told them to do would last them long enough.

I headed out the studio as well. I caught up with Rob and he waited for me, his hand on the restroom door knob. We eagerly walked inside and I closed and locked the door behind me. When I turned around he placed both his hands on my neck and crashed his lips on mine with a passion I could not get tired of.

I wrapped my arms under his and grabbed his shoulders as he kissed me with need. He bit at my lower lip and our tongues roughly played with each other. My cock responded immediately. The kiss got us even more worked up and he moaned loudly when I slipped both my hands under his tshirt and lightly pulled on his nipple.

"I’m so horny," he moaned in my mouth as I pulled off his t shirt.

"Same here. Please, tell me that was lube you took out of your bag," I asked him urgently.

He smiled, still licking my lips, "Oh yeah, you’re gonna fuck me!"

I smiled, very eager, and grabbed his crotch, "Let me suck on this first!"

I unbuttoned his jeans and slipped my hand in his underwear. I let my knees fall to the floor and took his very hard dick out of his briefs and into my mouth. I worked his foreskin down, exposing the head, and I wrapped my lips tightly around the tip before rolling around the head inside my mouth. I tasted his precum and took more of him. He soon slowly thrust his cock deeper into my mouth and moved his hips to fuck my face. I let him do this for a moment and the more I took, the more I wanted to take. His dick entered my throat and I tried to relax.

"oh, fuck, yeah," he sighed. His moans of intense pleasure encouraged me to do it again a couple of times and then I started blowing him again, deepthroating him from time to time.

My own cock was painfully hard and stuck in my jeans. I kept blowing him while I reached for it and started stroking myself. When he saw me doing that, he made me stand up again and pushed my body closer to the counter edge. I let my jeans fall to my ankles and leaned against the countertop before climbing on it.

He rapidly pulled my t shirt over my head, his hand roamed across my chest. He licked and bit my nipples before wrapping my cock around his lips. I moaned when he started sucking on the head, going down just a few inches before going back up, keeping up a fast rhythm. He took more into his mouth until my cock was buried inside and repeated the action. He blew me for a moment and when he stopped, he brought his lips to mine.

Still stroking me, he murmured sensually, "Your dick is so fucking hard, I love it!"

"yeah," I moaned. "That’s how much I want you."

"Come on, fuck me with that gorgeous dick of yours," he pleaded with a moan.

I smiled and took his face in my hands. I kissed him intensely and said, "I’m gonna fuck you so hard!"

"Oh yeah, that’s all I’ve been thinking about all day!"

I stood behind him and he laid himself on the countertop.

"Come on," he laughed, handing me the packet a lube. "Fuck me."

I opened it, lubed up my cock and brought my hand to his inviting hole. "Don't worry about getting me ready, just give it to me."

I obeyed and moved my very hard cock into position and pressed it into him. It was met with a bit more resistance than I was used to and I had to push a bit harder to pop the head through.

"oohh yeah," he moaned. I pushed further into him and before long my cock was fully up his ass, and fucking him slowly at first.

Then I started to increase my pace, much to his delight.

"Yeah," he moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me hard."

I caressed his back, while my eyes were fixed on my cock sliding in and out of his tight hole, turning me on even more.

"You're so fucking hot," he panted, watching me in the mirror as the muscles in my chest tightened as I fucked him.

I smiled and started to plunge my cock in and out of his hole, causing him to moan wildly each time I entered him again.

"Oh fuck, Mark," he sighed.

I reached for his cock and pulled it hard, making him whimper and push himself harder against my cock, making all sorts of noises, that let me know he was really loving this.

His smooth pole was hard as a rock and I wondered if all gay couples were capable of being as turned on by each other as we were.

I held his hips tight and I fucked him hard, listening to the sound of my cock sliding in and out of him. "Oh God, yes," he squealed in delight.

My hand travelled up his back to his shoulders. I grabbed them and fucked him for all it was worth.

He started groaning and reached for his cock. I felt his ass tighten and he went weak. I had to hold him tight as his knees buckled and he shot load after load.

Thrusting into him a few more times, I cried out, "oh God, Rob I'm gonna cum."

"Oh yeah!" he answered. "Cum baby, I wanna feel you cum."

I grabbed his chest and I came hard, spilling my load inside of him, feeling like it would never end.

I slowed down my rhythm, eventually coming to a stop as we tried to catch our breath. I leaned down and kiss the smooth skin of his back.

"I guess I knew we weren't gonna be able to wait until tonight," I sighed.

He laughed. "Oh we can still do it tonight!"

We hurriedly cleaned ourselves a little and hoped the guys had not gone looking for us.

Before going back into the studio, we stopped briefly, not wanting to let go of each other, and he pushed me gently against the wall and kissed me tenderly one last time. We got lost in the kiss, I put my hand in his hair and drew him closer and he grabbed the back of my neck with one hand and the kiss got deeper and more intense.

And that’s the moment Jordan chose to come out of the studio, looking for us.

"What the fuck are you guys doing?" we heard him ask in surprise.

Rob let go of my neck and backed away from me in a flash. He stared at me, putting his hand over his mouth. He removed it and mouthed, "fuck!"

I glanced at Jordan. "Nothing!" I replied quickly, even though I knew what he had seen was very clear and that he had probably been standing there for a moment.

"You were kissing!" he stated.

We didn’t say anything, we couldn’t say anything. We both had a slight nervous smile on our faces and we almost wanted to laugh at the unlikeliness if the situation. Why did he have to walk out at that moment!

He just watched us and announced. "Hold on a minute, stay right here!" and he went back into the studio.

"Shit!" I said to Rob, biting my nail. "Shit!" I repeated, almost laughing.

"Where is he going? What is he gonna do?" Rob asked me. "Oh crap, he’s gonna have a little fun of his own with this, isn’t he?"

"Maybe we should run for our lives," I joked and he laughed anxiously.

Jordan came back with Damon and Dylan following him.

"Oh come on!" Rob exclaimed, turning to me as soon as he saw them.

Jordan looked at them and proudly said, "So, guess what, guys?" he announced. "Rob has finally come out to me!"

"I did not!" Rob exclaimed.

"You mean, you’re not gay?" Jordan asked him, in a tone that implied he already knew the answer.

"What… you know?"

"Oh, Rob, come on, we all know! We were only waiting for you to say it out loud," he answered with a laugh. "What about all the hot girls who want to shag you after gigs but who, for some reason, are never good enough for you!" he said inquisitively.

Rob looked at me, puzzled, his eyes asking me if I knew. I just shrugged my shoulders, raised my hands a little and shook my head. Of course I knew, I was included in their conversations, but I was not going to confirm their suspicions to them.

"Although, he had an interesting way of doing it!" Jordan added, turning back to Damon and Dylan.

"Why?" Damon asked laughing.

"He was just kissing Mark!"

They both looked at us and exclaimed with a laugh, "whaaat!", not believing him.

"Interesting, uh? Would you mind explaining this to us?" he asked, staring at me.

I smiled nervously. This was too much. This was typical Jordan behaviour. He WAS having fun with this.

But I didn’t even want to talk, and neither did Rob.

"What do you mean, he was kissing Mark?" Dylan asked him.

"What do you think it means? They were kissing, like full on! Like they were gonna have sex!"

He turned to us and exclaimed, "Oh my god, have you just done it here?"

We just looked at each other and laughed at the way he had said that and I guess that was our answer. He just shook his head, while Damon and Dylan didn't seem to understand what they were hearing.

"Mark?" Damon asked, as if he had just realized something. "Is this why you broke up with Rachel?" He didn’t seem to quite believe what he was saying.

I stared at him. "Yeah", I just answered.

"FASCINATING !" Jordan exclaimed loudly.

I laughed and shook my head. I couldn’t help it. He was actually funny.

He turned to Damon and Dylan, "Any of you two gay?"

They laughed and answered no.

"Two out of five, damn, that’s not very rock'n'roll!" he joked.

"Wait!" Dylan said, looking straight at me. "Are you gay?" he asked inquisitively, needing me to confirm it.

"Are you stupid?" Jordan asked him with the same tone of voice.

"Well, Mark’s not gay!" Dylan said.

"You obviously haven’t witnessed what I’ve just witnessed," Jordan told him, faking being a bit revolted.

Dylan laughed and continued, "I mean what is this? What are you doing, just exploring, are you, like, just, is it, just, sex?" he was all confused.

"No, no, I’m gay!" I confirmed.

"Since when?" he asked, totally shocked.

"Since… June, or even way before, I just didn’t know it yet." I replied.

"Oh!" Jordan said. "So basically around the same time we all started having suspicions!"

Rob turned to me and gave me an inquisitive look.

I let out a laugh. "What! Don’t give me that look!"

"You could have told me that they knew!"

"Oh, come on, they didn’t know anything, really. It was just boy talk. They were just taking the piss out of you for not showing an interest!"

"Well, you could have at least told me that they suspected!"

"Right! And what would you have done? You would have told them? Made out with a girl? What?"

"I don’t know! But I would have liked to know."

"Come on, you HAD to know! He was always making jokes," I said, briefly looking over at Jordan.

"Yeah, they were jokes. Jordan is always joking around."

Jordan just laughed. "And now they’re arguing! Boy, so they really are a couple, aren’t they!"

"Ok, I’m gonna need to know more than that!" Dylan said in a more serious tone.

"Rob? Seriously, explain!" he asked, staring at him, needing to understand what was going on between us.

Sensing his confusion, Rob sighed and searched for his words,

"Look, I’m gay," he simply said. There was no need to assert this more. "And… to be totally honest, I’ve been in love with Mark for, like, well, as long as I can remember."

They were silent and a bit surprised, waiting to hear more, sometimes glancing at me.

"I'd never told him. But recently, things just sort of happened between us. I don’t think you need to know all the details, really. But basically, yeah, we’re together, like, we’re in love. I love him, so much, and… " He stopped and looked at me.

They all did. Apparently, it was my turn to speak. I sighed, and thought about how I could best explain this to them.

"Well, you know we’ve always been close, because of my parents and all. And I kinda had feelings for him but I just didn’t think I was gay. I didn’t quite understand it. I thought it was just, 'cause we were close…until… it happened. It’s a long story really, but yeah, I’m gay, I know that now, I’m sure of it."

"Wah," Damon said. "So, that’s what ‘Yellow’ is about?"

Jordan made a face. "You’re very clever, aren’t you? I wasn’t even thinking about Rachel, or that song."

"Yeah, I am. Makes sense!" he stated.

We grew silent. They were taking it in and we didn’t really know what more to say.

"Are you guys ok with this?" I asked anxiously after a moment.

"Oh come on," Jordan said, a lot more serious. "D'you really need to ask? We’ve never been the type to make all sorts of insulting homophobic comments, have we?"

"Yeah, just gonna take some time to get used to this. Good thing we already suspected about you," Dylan added, looking at Rob.

"Well, I'm gonna need to process this," Jordan sighed. "I don’t think I want to go back in the studio now. What about we call it a day?"

"Yeah, let’s go have a drink somewhere," Damon suggested.

We went back into the studio to get our stuff and tidy up a bit and Rob and I started talking about what had just happened, whispering.

"You know, I’m not gonna believe this until I actually see them kiss!" We heard Dylan say to Jordan.

Rob laughed and we looked at them.

"You heard him?" Rob asked me.

"Yeah, I heard him," I repeated.

He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss that was both tender and passionate.

"Ok, I believe it!" Dylan exclaimed.

And so they knew.

We went out for some drinks and tried not to behave any differently. We did talk about it a little but we didn't change our behaviour tremendously. It took a while before we started acting as a couple around them. It happened day after day during the recording of the album. We would sometimes kiss or hug, and they gradually got used to seeing us show affection to each other, or talk about our relationship.

"I still can't get my head around this," Dylan joked, shaking his head. "I can't really imagine you two together."

"Well, then, don't!" Rob joked, understanding he was talking about picturing us having sex or something.

They laughed.

"That was so funny though," Jordan laughed. "I was like standing there, watching you make out, and it was like…WHAT THE FUCK! I mean, I knew you were gay, like for sure!" he said, pointing at Rob, who frowned his eyebrows slightly. "Come on, who would turn down so many girls!!" he exclaimed. "I was about to confront you with it you know, soon. I wouldn't even have believed you if you'd told me you were straight! But fuck, I was like watching you, and it didn't register at first. How did it even start?"

"We're not gonna get into any details, told you!" Rob said matter-of-factly.

"Come on, we don't wanna know about you two doing it!" he laughed.

"Well, I just asked him if he was gay, and it just snowballed from there!" I explained with a laugh.

He raised his eyebrows and seemed thoughtful. "Well, thank god I didn't have to ask you then!" he joked.

We laughed and I said, "I actually wanted something to happen, Jord!"

"Ohhh! So you knew you were gay!"

I shook my head. "Not really, no. I just… wanted…" I looked at Rob and he said, "You just wanted me!" he laughed.

"Oh god, I think we've heard enough!" Damon laughed, and then he asked with curiosity, "Have you actually told Rachel?"

"Yeah, she knows everything." I admitted.

"Really? I asked her what had happened between the two of you but she wouldn't say."

I smiled and turned to Rob. "See, told you she wouldn't say anything!" He just shrugged.

"How did she take it? I mean, she came to my place, like on Wednesday, and she cried on my shoulder the whole evening you know, and she just wouldn't say anything."

"Sorry." I apologised. "I haven't talked to her since then. I couldn't. It was hard enough breaking up with her. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do."

"Well, I guess, now that we all know, we can maybe make it easier for her."

"Do you still… love her?" he asked timidly.

"No, I'm not in love with her anymore. I'm not even sure I ever really was … it's not…" Rob was looking at me and I looked into his eyes, wanting to say that what I felt for him was a lot stronger that what I had ever felt for her, and that I now knew what it really felt like to be in love with someone, but I didn't really want to get into that kind of details with them. I kind of had the feeling that they understood, so I didn't add anything. "But I do love her though. I just can't be … her boyfriend anymore."

Damon sighed. "That's gotta be tough for her."

"I know. But…what else can I do? I've been lying to her for the past two months, she deserved to know."

"I'll talk to her," he promised.

"Thanks. I hope she'll be okay."

"Are you gonna tell your parents?" Dylan asked.

Jordan laughed. "You want him to get killed?" he asked him, pointing at me.

"I was thinking about Rob!" he said.

"No way." Rob told them. "I'm not ready to do that. But I kinda think my mum's suspecting something." I agreed with him. She probably was, but so far, she hadn't confronted us with it.

"Jeez, I swear Mark, be careful, like, make sure he doesn't find out. And Thomas also," Dylan recommended to me, my brother being one hell of an asshole as well.

He was always aggressive and disrespectful. He never shared anything with me and always blamed everything bad he did on me to get me in trouble, and it would always work. He knew my father would be on his side no matter what. I was the bad son and he was the good one. He had always taken advantage of this. My father would never hit him. He would always approve of everything Thomas did and I had never been able to figure out why. He hated me, but he loved Thomas. Everything I did, everything I said was wrong, and Thomas and I, we simply didn't have the same father. He treated the two of us in a completely different way. I knew there had to be a reason for that. Maybe Thomas was simply more like him, as they shared the same interests. Maybe he had been able to connect with our father, and I hadn't. I guess my father had always believed that I would never amount to much. I was a dreamer... and I was pretty sure he still thought that what I wanted to do my life was useless to society. We didn't live on the same planet. And I believed Thomas and I didn't either.

I let out a chuckle. "Yeah, I'll be careful. I'll be out of that house soon anyway. I already am! And they don't give a shit! I've barely slept there for the past two months, and nobody's asking any questions. Once we leave, I'm never going back!"

"Good call!" Jordan said. "But if anything happens, you know we have your back!" Jordan said to me and I smiled, thankful to have such good friends. Fortunately for me, my family never found out and when we finally moved out of our parents' homes to promote our first album, nothing had happened.

We started college in October and worked in the studio until Rob and I turned 19 in May. We mostly worked there on week ends, sometimes in the evening, during holiday breaks and to be honest we often skipped lessons to play. We continued playing live gigs. To make a long story short, we were extremely busy.

And in July, almost a year after having entered the studio for the first time, the album was out! And it turned out to be so much better because of what was happening between Robbie and me.

The first single out of it was actually ‘Yellow’. Funny that I didn’t even want it on the album when I wrote it. It was an immediate hit.

After writing "Yellow," our experience of our time in the studio became very different. We were not in there to record and improve already written songs, we were also in there to create new ones ! And so the recording lasted a lot longer than planned in the first place.

I decided to stop being afraid. I took all of the melodies I had scribbled and songs started to emerge. Great songs.

Rob and I worked a lot on them alone, and then, it was like a production line. We would start off with the basis of a song like chords and a melody and maybe some lyrics, and then, we took the song ideas to the guys and if they approved, we would all work together on them and it would just kind of develop and evolve, and after a while everything just added up. This whole process was so exciting and exhilarating to us. Each of us would add their own stuff until it all sparked off, and our songwriting process felt like a big chemical reaction.

Rob and I wrote lyrics that seemed to flow so naturally, about us, about how we felt, about our newfound relationship. Of course, we tried to keep a detached approach and to make them universal so that everybody would be able to relate to them.

Five songs were added to the tracklist, and others were discarded.

We composed "Green eyes" which was a bit cheesy and obviously inspired by Rob’s eyes, but it was a great ballad. The lyrics were actually more meant for me. He told me he wanted to be able to think of me while singing the song. I did have green eyes as well. It was really about the both of us depending on the lyrics. It was also nice to be out to our friends, and therefore to be able to write songs about our relationship without having to explain ourselves. The main lyrics went like this,

Honey you are a rock

Upon which I stand

And I come here to talk

I hope you understand

The green eyes, yeah the spotlight, shines upon you

And how could anybody deny you


We had a hard time finding the right way to play a song we called "In my Place" and spent a long time writing and recording this one together.

In the lyrics,we tried to translate our feelings in the most subtle and simplest way possible, our fear of being gay, of saying it out loud, of admitting our true feelings to each other.

In my place, in my place

Were lines that I couldn't change

I was lost, oh yeah

Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed

I was lost, oh yeah

I was scared, I was scared

Tired and under prepared

But I wait for it

We wrote another ballad, "Trouble", which was a very melodic song. It was revolving round the piano, combined with my guitar work. The result was stunning. Then the drums and the bass sounds added a dramatic effect. Rob’s vocal were powerful and full of genuine emotions. It was about Rachel in a way, but also about Rob, and just the fact that being gay might get us into a bit of trouble in the future.

The chorus was,

And I never meant to cause you trouble

And I never meant to do you wrong

And well if I ever caused you trouble

Oh no I never meant to do you harm

And finally, Rob had written the lyrics to the last one.

We called it "A rush of blood to the head" and it was about him wanting to protect me from that hell hole house I had to grow up in. It was about my family, about my emotionally abusive parents and all that they had put me through growing up, the physical violence, the bruises, the threatening, the screaming, the lack of parental care and love that would have probably left me scarred for life if I hadn’t been able to escape to Rob’s.

It was a way of getting revenge for how they had treated me over the years. I absolutely loved it, I really did, I couldn’t get enough of listening to him sing these lyrics. It may not have been the best song of the album for some, but it was definitely my favourite.

When the album was out and critics started being written, this is what you could read about this song : Completely extraordinary. This song is marvellously written and simmers slowly for two minutes or so before exploding into life with pure emotion that drags you in. This is the most powerful song they have done on this debut album, Politik being a close second, with a chorus that can probably be heard from Mars, and deserves to be recognised as a classic.

Yep, about right! The lyrics went like this,

You said I'm gonna buy this place and burn it down

I'm gonna put it six feet underground


He said, I'm gonna buy a gun and start a war

If you can tell me something worth fighting for

Oh and I'm gonna buy this place, is what I said

Blame it upon a rush of blood to the head


Oh I'm gonna buy this place and start a fire

Stand here until I fill all your hearts desires

Because I'm gonna buy this place and see it burn

And do back the things it did to you in return.

This last line right there caused me to cry a little when he wrote it, and still moves me to this day. It went on like that, gaining power as the song progressed.

All the other tracks were songs we had already written and that we improved during the recording, such as Shiver, Sparks, Clocks, Spies and Politik, that the guy from BMG had loved so much.

The whole album got really enthusiastic reviews from music magazines. It was what mattered the most to us, so we were overly thrilled.

There were obviously critics too, and we had read some stuff that really hurt, but all the critics were mostly very positive and we tried not to let any of the bad ones get to us.

Throughout the Internet, you could read short reviews of the album published by fans, which left us speechless. It was so lovely to read how much they already loved us. A few of my favourites were,

"This album is one of the best debut album ever. Every songs are meaningful and potentially can be single (not only Yellow, Politik, Shiver). This is pure music art. These five guys are so ridiculously hot and talented"

"Their debut album's secret arsenal comprises frontman Robbie Myers 's voice – Mark Emery’s terrific electric guitar riffs- Dylan Lane’s phenomenal piano skills and some persuasive melodies. Certain albums are timeless, this is one. This album will go down in history as one of the greatest"

" An album full of otherworldly music. The sad feels that Trouble's guitar chord emanates... The joy that is ‘Yellow’... The tribute to a lover that is ‘Green eyes’, The electricity of ‘Shiver’ (My favorite song of the whole album), the fantastic pop tune that is ‘In my place’, the drama of ‘Politik’ , the mesmerizing chorus of ‘A rush of blood’, the beautiful piano and emotional and epic effect of ‘Clocks’, the bass line and beauty of ‘Sparks’… ! This is a superb album that might just capture your heart and your imagination. I LOVE it ! I find myself replaying this endlessly.

Let me talk more about two songs, first ‘A rush of blood’ actually gives me a rush of blood to the head. I don't know how a song can make you happy by making you sad, but this one does it. simply amazing. Secondly,‘Shiver’, the fantastic heartbreaking vocals, the lyrics which cut straight through the heart. This song carries you through adolescence, falling in and out of love, the song is the first song where I felt like someone else got me, got my adolescent pain of just wanting to be loved and wanting to give love."

"This is a very impressive and strong debut album for such a young band. Every track is excellent but among the most noteworthy is Yellow, A rush of blood, Shiver, and Politik. It recalls U2's The Joshua Tree, and not just for its stunning guitar work but for its wild passion and spiraling tension-and-release dynamics. It sets an incredible standard that the band will have to keep up with. I can’t believe they’re not even twenty years old yet! They can still grow and evolve so much more! Good luck to them"

" doesn't get any better than this. A masterpiece. If you have not bought this album yet, I recommend it very highly as it contains some truly wonderful moments that will catapult U-N-I into rock's super league. Their new album is predicted in a couple of years, and could well raise the bar still further. If you get the chance as well, see them live. They put on a great show and Robbie has immense charisma."

"Well, this is really good. By listening to their music, it feels as if they have been in the music scene for years and years. But, the truth if it's just their first album and I'm telling you, they’re here to stay for a long long time indeed. Way to go, U-N-I. I'm a hard rock/hip-hop fan, so I don't listen to that type of music all that much. But even I can say this album is awesome. When it’s all said and done, this will go down as the album of the decade because of its universal likability"

" In a word: brilliant. This album is stunningly beautiful and powerful. It is exciting and intelligent from start to finish. Impressive accomplishment.This is one of those albums that takes multiple listens and has a lasting appeal. One of those albums that will truly change your life, all of these songs are ones that you can listen to over and over and never get tired of "

"This debut album is, without doubt, a fantastic achievement. But for me, that's not the point. People can rave about the album's sales, or maybe complain about the band drawing heavy influences and therefore coming off as unoriginal. But it’s how the music makes you feel, how it reaches you, that matters. That, to me, is more important than anything. The album is a beautifully compelling album, with a variety of songs that evoke different emotions from me every time I listen to them. What more can I say? Its an incredible album "

Needless to say, we were all over the place as soon as the album was released, and much to our amazement, it reached number 1 two weeks after its release. We were over the moon. I don’t think we had fully realized how good our songs were and sounded to others. We were still very demure about them and we didn’t feel that they were that good. We couldn’t put our heads around the immediate success the album received.

And it was just the beginning, now it was going to be all about promoting, touring and growing as a band. We couldn’t wait.

Well, that’s it for the first part of the story. I had a lot of fun giving life to these characters who used to only live in my imagination.

Chapter 6 will be the beginning of the second part of the story. The boys will be 4 years older, famous, about to come out publicly.

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