Ren - Suic*de Reaction By Marc Andrew

Marc Reacts to Ren's new track Suic*de. This song and video have blown me away and had to do a reaction
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[@joecoll5472]

Nice to see someone touch on the beauty of that piano piece.

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Yeh I was a nice touch on the more vulnerable side :) cheers for watching 👀

[@LeeannG]

I love when reactors do this, after the song plays they break out their instruments. I’m hoping that rens music, along with everyone else, inspires some musicians in the music itself ❤

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

100%DEFO :) Thanks so much for that and thanks for watching 👀

[@GneasYTC]

This is what Ren posted in his community about this song, and the change he made just before release to include a description of the night Joe Hughes lost his battle. Just for those who don't know the context of the song. RIP Joe Hughes. 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. This will be my next release. You can turn on notifications by following the link in the comments below

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Cheers for that bro that's a great bit of info, he's such an amazing artiste.

[@RobertSmith-vm7nm]

Hi from Falkirk. Good reaction man. A fantastic track. People relate to ren. So honest. Tells it as it is. 👌🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Yeh bud 100% agree abd thanks for watching 👀

[@sicmuvva11]

A lot of fans had sent Ren paintings and drawings of himself so they fed them into AI and this is the result so cool amazing effects!

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Brill what a job they did :) thanks so much for watching 👀

[@aNomadicSasquatch]

Enjoyed the reaction. This video actually made it to the top trending list on youtube the first two days it was released.

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Thought it might brilliant 👏 😀 😄 :) thanks so much for watching 👀

[@StelFiRu]

Welcome back! Love your piano playing at the end! 🔥This is such a beautiful song. ❤️🇨🇦

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Ahh thanks I live touring but miss being at home in my studio ❤️ thanks for watching 👀

[@hereward1971]

Video is AI generated, animation over live footage (artist/creator was Louis Mardlin who did most of Rens earlier videos where theres graphic videos like Diazapan) , great break down as usual. The second part of the song was added last minuet in usual Ren fashion. Oh yeah it charted number 1 in the download charts :) He also donated a big chunk to the RNLI from this.

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Amazing that's great info thanks:) and thanks so much for watching again :)

[@leemansfield9057]

Enjoyed that,great work mate 👌

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Ahh cheers mate :) thanks so much for watching 👀

[@GneasYTC]

Welcome back, Marc - hope everything went well on the tour? As far as I know (and I'm very much open to correction here) the video is mostly live footage that was fed frame by frame through AI to overlay it. There was also some artwork by someone (no idea who) which was processed in the same way. My own thoughts on the upbeat nature of part 1 is that it shows how someone who is going through this turmoil and having suicidal thoughts can look totally fine, happy and upbeat on the outside, while being in total turmoil on the inside. Part 1 is about Ren and his own struggles over the years with suicidal ideation, but 'it never really felt like the right time' - he always found a reason to carry on. Part 2 is all about the night his childhood friend Joe Hughes lost his battle with depression. Ren explained in a post on his community section that he had written the main song (part 1) and was going to release it, but felt it was incomplete.. Then after his Knox Hill interview - in which he opened up and told the full story of the night his friend Joe Hughes committed suicide - he sat down at the piano and part 2 just poured out of him. He just recorded it live as he wrote it, resisting the impulse to 'perfect' it, and we can feel/hear the raw emotional turmoil he was going through as he remembered that night. By the way - kudos to you for not shying away from saying the word 'suicide'. That's the whole point, I think, of the song. He smashed the taboo into smithereens - he says the word 'suicide' thirty times through this song. If you want to know just how real section 2 is, read the description and the community post describing it all. I'll pop a link here later when I find it. [Edit: Can't get the link to work for some reason, I'll post the full text in a separate comment..] Lovely reaction as usual, I really appreciate how you zero in on the musical aspects. Just a thought - could you maybe take a few minutes to tell us about the tour you've been on? I'd love to get a peek behind the curtain of a professional musician's life. As always, peace and love, brother.

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Cheers bro :) tour was amazing but nice to be back chilling at home in studio :) and chatting to you guys :)

[@wexfordgirl1]

Written in two parts. First years ago and he sat on it because it felt incomplete. He only wrote last part a month or so ago after an interview where he had talked about Joe and he said it just fell out of him in one go.

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Wow thanks for the info ..Good to know :) thanks so much for watching 👀 :)

[@helenk43]

Just found ur channel n had to sub since ur fae Glasgow 😀hiya fae rainy Kilmarnock 😅🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿xxx ps loved ur piano playing at the end ❤

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Ahh cheers Helen 🍻 Kilie girl :) thanks so much for watching 👀

[@helenk43]

Ur welcome Marc 😊ended up watching all ur Ren n Chinchilla videos for about an hour or two the er night so am all caught up 😂xxx

[@NightFogFilms]

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.

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Amazing thanks for that :) and thanks for watching 👀

[@gcarap]

Actually this is NOT commercial simply due to the title. It IS a masterpiece though!

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

It's defo a masterpiece but I do think it's a bit more commercial, which I love ❤️ thanks so much for watching 👀

[@gcarap]

@@marcandrewsingerofficial Maybe commercial SOUNDING. but the title and content would keep it off the radio,

[@marcandrewsingerofficial]

Commercial sounding is what I was meaning that's whi I had said about the style of the keys sounds and looped guitar riff. But I agree radio wouldn't play it but hey who needs radio play now when you have KZbin ;) cheers amigo 👍