Great reaction. He added that last part after his interview with Knox. He talked about his best friend Joe who jumped off the Menai bridge in Wales several years ago. He had not talked about Joe in a long time. He did not feel like the first part was complete, so he sat down and wrote the rest of this masterpiece. REN is art. ❤

First part is all about his own struggles with life ending thoughts. The second is about dealing with the fallout of his friend ending his life by jumping off of a bridge.

Ren in "Hi Ren" "I never write hooks for the Radio Ren: Makes a song that is catchy as F but ensures it won't play on the radio because of the abyndance of the word Suicide. As important and meaningful as this song is, and as much as I've cried to it, I still can't help but laugh at the cheekiness of that

You haven't even scratched the surface of his catalog! The few you've heard are in No way a sign of his works! He litteraly has more layers than an onion, more Bars than a Prison! Alot of his older works are Far Beyond what you've heard/seen! I Hope ya check out his catalog! He is Without Any Doubt on his Own Level... all by Himself!!! Yes... including all the Greats from the past too! Outta 10 random tracks from him... Maybe... Maybe... two will be similar! If that! Don't overlook his band The Big Push... I Shot the Sheriff/Road to Zion/Hip Hop, Praise You, Bongo Bong, Englishman in New York ro start will do!!!

Somewhere on the comments page of the Suicide video Ren wrote this but it wasn’t pinned so it can get lost in the comments. This is beautiful and relevant to the song and everyone should read it. Today I want to write something beautiful and eloquent but I’ve been staring at my computer screen for the past 10 minutes blankly. So I’ll just write. Today, the 1st of June is my friend Joe’s birthday. I first met Joe when I was 8 years old, my friend Josh said I had to meet this guy, so we both walked over to his, it took about 10 minutes from my house. I was greeted by this kid covered head to toe in freckles, he grinned at us, climbed onto the back of his sofa and screamed “Swanton Bomb!” then front flipped off the top and landed right onto his back on a stone floor. He lay still for a moment, twitched a few times, then got up, grinned at us, brushed himself off, and did it again. This was Joe. He’d do anything to make people laugh. He ended up becoming one of my best friends. He was there when we stole our first cigarettes out of his mums pack, way too young. He was there when I had my first kiss, with a girl twice my size on the back of the 42 bus. He was there when I first got so drunk I threw up in the woods after drinking as much white lightning Cider as we could. I was there when he did his first backflip on skates, and saw him do a 720 off of the pier cave, that moment became legendary. Joe was the funny one in our friend group, he’d make us laugh till it hurt. No one had a bad word to say about him. It was impossible not to like him. Usually we put celebrities, athletes and actors on pedestals, turn them into role models and admire them from a far. The person I admired was Joe. Him and Sagar knew every word to the songs id write, we’d get drunk at parties and they’d be singing along as loud as they could. It gave me a lot of confidence back then. On Christmas Eve 2010 I was sitting in a pub with Joe, he’d been feeling low after a couple of consecutive break ups. He tried to check himself into a mental health outpatient facility a few weeks earlier but they turned him away because he didn’t have an appointment. He turned to me and said that sometimes he wished he could just walk into the sea and keep walking. He said it in a kind of half joking throw away comment type of way, then took a sip of his drink, walked over to the juke box and put Dig by Incubus on. If I knew that was the last time I’d see Joe id have hugged him, told him how much I loved him, how much I looked up to him, how much we all loved him, and I wouldn’t have left that pub. I didn’t know that, so I finished my drink, said happy Christmas and left. Two nights after Christmas I got woken up by a phone call at 3am, it was my friend Ella. She told me Joe was on the Menai Bridge, a large suspension bridge connecting the main land to the isle of Anglesey where we lived. He’d been on the phone to her in tears saying goodbye. He told her to tell everyone he loved them. I pulled on my clothes as fast as I could and started running toward the bridge. It was up a hill. I lived about a ten minute walk away, I could run it in five. As I ran I started dialling then redialing his number. The line was busy, which was a good sign, it meant he was still on the phone to someone. As I got about halfway, the busy tone changed. It told me the line was out of service. I got a sinking feeling and picked up my speed. I arrived to the bridge minutes after I left my house. It was deafeningly quiet. I was the first person to arrive. I got there probably about 2 minutes too late. Joe’s body was never found. Initially we refused to believe he was gone. The coastguard came out that night, with boats, and helicopters. Me and my friends spent the next 10 days putting up missing posters everywhere we could, walking up and down beaches with flashlights, getting about 3 hours sleep a night. When you’re walking up and down a beach with a torch when its dark everything looks like a body. We still haven’t found Joe. As his birthday came around, I wrote a song, freckled angels, a song I dedicated to Joe which I sang in front of his friends and family. A charity football match was put on for him, raising money for the RNLI where I won two bottles of wine in a raffle, I drank them both as quickly as I could, naturally, turned to my friend and probably slurred something along the lines of “This is the last time I ever drink” That was 12 years ago, I haven’t touched a drop of alcohol since. My first ever album I named Freckled Angels in tribute of one of the best people I ever knew. Skip forward some years. I’d been sitting on this song I wrote a few years ago. It always felt a little incomplete. It was going to be my next release, but I was dreading it because of this feeling of incompletion. I decided, very last minute, to do something about it. I sat by my piano, and the rest of the song fell out of me. I hadn’t thought about Joe in a little while, and the song initially wasn’t going to be about him, but the words all fell out of me. I wrote and recorded a whole 2 minutes extra, recording each part as I wrote it. Tears spewing out of my eyes pretty much the whole time, and decided not to do my usual thing of perfecting each line, I just recorded every line as it came. During this campaign I will be raising money for the RNLI, the group of brave men and women who spent hours tirelessly looking for Joe after the night he went missing. I'll also be donating 50% of the profit on all copies of the 'Freckled Angels' album directly to Joes family as a nice surprise gift. I will include links to the RNLI donation page below where 100% of the money will go to support them, I will be travelling to the UK later this month to make a music video, and have carved out a couple of days where I will travel to my home town on the isle of Anglesey to present the royal national lifeboat institution with a cheque of all the money raised.

This song is what we didnt know we needed. We have to talk about the subject, not hush it down and hide it. He transfers his emotions to us and makes us face the pain and sit with it. At some point, we all have to feel our pain. It cant be pushed down forever. Whoever feels like there is no hope- please reach out. Please talk to someone. The world needs you 🖤🖤🖤

Given that it's Ren, I suspect that the use of "Oh I" in the fill is an intentional reference back to self. Just as the repetition of the word suicide is common in obsessive thinking, can't pull your mind away. "suicide suicide Oh I, suicide suicide, Oh I"..... feels like that cycle of repetitious thinking.

If you commit suicide, it leaves your loved ones a terrible legacy of sorrow and guilt, and Ren reminds us of this at the end, using his personal story. The implication of all this is; if you can’t find a reason to live for yourself, then you should try to carry on for them. Just as I think I’ve adjusted my expectations for Ren’s music, he still manages to throw me for a loop with his latest work.

Great reaction! This one has been hard for me. I have dealt with depression for most of my life and much of what has kept me here is the realization of how it would hurt those I love. The second half of this song is brutal but it is also a good reminder of how it hurts those left behind. Musically, it's another masterpiece. The video is so beautiful. Louis Mardlin is the video editor for Ren's animated type videos and he did a fantastic job with this one.

He is speaking in the end of survivor guilt he tried to get to his fiend but wasn't in time!

How does spoken word is amazing! He's done this a couple times now but this song is probably the best one he's has ever done it's darkly beautiful

If you like catchy try Power or Losing it.

I'm so here for you reacting to the trilogy - The Tale of Jenny, Screech and Violet, when taking on hard topics. Gotta say I really appreciate your reactions so far. Much love From STHLM, Sweden

So many of us struggle every day and it never goes away, thank you for speaking on your personal dance with anxiety. Subbed for your REN reactions! thank you

Enjoyed watching you react to this. I hope you do more Ren x

It is such a good display of how it feels - how the perception is warped. It really offers a tool for one to open a dialogue with someone who might need help. 😞

Great reaction so wonderfully done by the master of everything , a beautiful melody to a heart breaking experience and something that will enlighten millions to act in anyway they can to the subject matter.

Great there’s me crying at work again. I watch so many reactions to Ren and I cry every time at the end of this one 🖤

I think it was genius to create a catchy song out of such a taboo topic… I feel like that was his full intent…to have it get stuck in your head to the point where you don’t realize you are singing it aloud and fueling the contagiousness ✊🏼✊🏼✊🏼

Love Songs 1,2, and 3 FIRE!!!

To anyone who has lost someone to suicide, this hits hard

I think it’s ingenious to make it catchy because more people will listen to it so his message reaches even further

Absolutely gut reaching. When he starts to sob, it's crushing.

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R.I.P joe proper tribute to a lost friend unlike that white p diddy warbled through for biggie

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If you need something lighter after this one ( impactful but heavy). I noticed you have not reacted to What You Want- Hip Hop nod to Beastie Boys. Then you need to Catch My net Game (OMG 108 takes to get the take) and Money Game 2 because he has shot 3 and it will be coming out soon. ❤❤❤

Is there a more relevant honest artist around right now?....this is Bardcore 🏴‍☠

I doubt you'll ever hear this song on the radio. Unfortunately. Everyone is so concerned with being politcally correct etc. You Tube barely lets it on, from what I've read. (Doesn't mean it's true, of course). He added that 2nd part after his interview with Knox Hill.

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