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Bardcore Def wasn't a joke (a bard is a midevil story teller) he Def is a hardcore story teller. Bardcore is a midevil twist on newer music his style is literally bardcore
The Bard of Brighton. He's a Bard. A Wandering Minstrel. A Troubadour. A Poet. A Thespian. And he even has the Medieval haircut to keep in Character. The Medieval sounds from the guitar are sublime. I wonder if he will ever entertain us with an old English style dyttie on a Lute.
I only found this song yesterday, and I have been obsessed with reactions to it. It makes me so happy that REN is getting the credit he most definitely deserves
He tells the stories and the filming of the stories are all done so well i found myself looking for the bodies laying on the ground. The saddest thing about this is the fact each of these things are happening in every town, city, and country at this very moment and the cycle continues
Your reaction pretty much sums it up. It's unbelievably hard to imagine how talented AND DEDICATED you have to be to do this stuff. This isn't even a regular type of song set and I find myself listening to it hundreds of times while I'm working lol
To me, Money Game Pt.2 by Ren brings to mind "Brainwashed" by Tom MacDonald. Different styles, sure, but somehow I see a connection. Live both artists!! #Ren #HOG
Ren is a master storyteller. I found him from other reactors watching Hi Ren. I'm a fan for sure now. I'm glad you did Jenny, Screech, and Violet all together. Very good reactions to Ren's stuff you gained a sub from me.
Welcome to the rabbit hole of Ren. I, like many others, can't get enough of Ren. During the last two weeks I have watched all the reactions with Ren. He is a genius and I love to see when the people who react to the video realize that. It's my drug. Thank you for your reactions, they are honest and genuine. You just got a new subscriber 🙂
I think everyone should be giving kudos and a shout out to the camera guy, Ren’s friend. Amazing the videos the two of them do. I don’t know if it’s the same guy for every video, one mentioned a Samuel, so kudos to you Samuel.
I've been following him for a few years now and am so happy reactors finally noticed him. I think my first introduction to him was "blindeyed" w/ Sam Tompkins(ft. Parking lot attendant) . It's a good watch.
Money Game, part 1 and part 2, and Chalk Outline, and How to be Me, and shit, just do the whole catalog at some point. Also Wind Beneath My Wings goes metal?? NICE vocals! I'm impressed.
Apart from how amazing this story is, I noticed that at 13:11 in your reaction, the symbol sprayed on the wall behind ren is the same as on your hat. BTW nice reaction 👍
Ren is a musical and lyrical genius!!! Love that these Tales are performed live and in 1 camera shot/1 take! Violet's Tale was written/released over 2 years after Jenny and Screech's Tales. 🏴
I really enjoyed the honesty behind your reactions to Ren's videos. There are far too few artist/musicians out there that openly create songs about their personal inner struggles. When most other industry bred artist are pushing the drugs and party life, it's refreshing to hear songs such as these because it givess so many people a voice to tell others this is exactly how I feel, what I'm going through... Artist such as Ren, Benjamin Tod and others make a difference to so many people.
I have been going down the Ren rabbit hole for the last 3 months or so. He has a wide range of music so it's worth going back into his catalog and checking it all out. He was also in a band called The Big Push for 5 years so check that stuff out as well.
In his Live shows he goes into more detail... like Jenny being a street walker, getting stopped by the cop Richard! Also... Patrick doesn't answer because he's Busy with his girl... the one he calls, being told she's Busy! He catches them... flips out... kills Jenny, then gets himeslf killed! There's more... but I'll save that... as I see him making part 4... Richard's Tale! Maybe... Perhaps... can't say for sure! Lol
I've been obsessed with reactions to Ren's videos since I first heard him last week. You get a sub from me because your reactions to the videos are just like mine. Blown away.
Seeing as how you're going to be joining me at the bottom of the Ren rabbit hole I'm gonna have to sub to follow your journey. Edit: check out his live street performances with the band The Big Push, they do Paint It Black and Warpigs, among others.
I can totally relate to your wish for a palate cleaner after this one. So I switch between REN and Nanowar of Steel, WBTBWB, or Electric Callboy reactions. Cheers from Germany 🤘
If you want to see a bit more metal to Rens multi-faceted talents check out the video "The Big Push - War Pigs (Black Sabbath cover)" .The band are on hiatus at the moment as Ren is in Canada undergoing treatment but it is well worth a look.
Hahaha, the guy is a genius . If you haven’t already you have to check out Hi Ren, money game 1,2 and 3 (3 the best) , seven sins, Fred again , chalk outlines and sick boi……. He’s got so many it’s unreal . Cheers 🍻🇨🇦🙂
FULL SCRIPT HERE!!!>>>>>> JENNY, SCREECH AND VIOLET She walked this street countless times. The graffiti on the walls, the lights in the windows, it was all a picturesque image in her head she knew bit by bit at this point. She counted the bricks the way she counted her steps, for a girl like Jenny, this street was more like hers than the flat she called home. There was a chill in the air, and with it, something more. Something she couldn’t quite define. Something sinister and foreboding, whispering in her ear something she couldn’t quite interpret. “Turn around Jenny. Choose a different route. Turn around, stupid girl.” But the words fell flat, quieter than the silence that filled the air. She walks under the streetlights and feels illuminated for a moment in time, feeling the presence of someone not there; someone who should be. Someone who isn’t. She hears the smashing of glass a few streets away, followed by the warning barks of a dog. She hears the shouts of neighbours warning trespassers to go. She sees nobody, and for the moment, she’s happy the sound is so far away from her. Jenny turns the corner, feeling a fraction of happiness for the minute amount of time she doesn’t see him. That moment, she doesn’t collect the image of the man standing outside of the light. She doesn’t pick up the image of someone just outside of her vision. It’s that moment that she thinks of when she chooses a spot on the ground to sleep tonight. “Gimme your fuckin’ money bitch.” he says beneath baited breath, “Don’t think twice about screaming, don’t you dare fuckin’ scream.” She doesn’t see the blade. She doesn’t see his eyes. “Hurry up now, I don’t have all night.” The response is in her head but her throat catches it before she can speak it. I have no money on me. She stands there silent and motionless, a shell of who she was a moment ago. She tries to see his face, to see the human standing before her. She sees a husk. She sees something in a black hoodie. She still doesn’t see the knife. “You think I got time for this, bitch?” She doesn’t see it. She feels warmth in her stomach. She doesn’t look down. The brain doesn’t register. Jenny doesn’t even have time to notice his arm swinging at her stomach over and over. Her mind keeps her safe as she goes weak. “You should’ve just listened.” The figure turns and runs before she even goes to her knees. Wishing she even had the strength to pray. It was there, under that streetlight. It’s here that Jenny chooses to sleep tonight. Her eyes grow heavy and her stomach gets wet. Jenny closes her eyes and chooses to sleep here, on the street she’s walked countless times before. Screech slams on his buddies door, only a street over from where he saw her. “Come on man, let me in. I think I fucked up. I’m not sure,” He shouts so loud he feels the blood in his throat. He hits the door over and over with such force he feels his knuckles pop and his skin tear, yet no one responds. No refuge for our villain, from the bitter hands of fate. No, something far more bitter surely does await. In the distance he hears the banshee-like scream of the sirens coming closer. He continues to knock, yet no one responds. From the street he just left, he hears a scream. One from someone he did not know. From someone who isn’t Jenny. It’s at that moment that the knife in his pocket feels heavier than obsidian. It feels like something alive. Something with purpose. Screech turns around and goes to the corner that connects the streets and pulls out his phone. He runs through his contacts, looking for anyone who might answer his call at this time of night. He sees his girlfriend's name. “Hey babe, you up?” “Hey baby, yeah what’re you up to?” “I’m just wondering if I can pop by. I miss you.” “It’s past midnight, have you been drinking?” “What? No.” “You’re high then.” “The fuck does that mean?” “Screech, go home. It’s too late to be dealing with this right n-” “Fuck you bitch. You fucking-” Dial tone. Silence. Screech is left in the sound of Jenny. The black of night is filled with the blue and red now. Only feet from him, he sees the cars. He can see the men step out of their vehicles and stand above Jenny. One kneels down and puts his hand to her neck. They look at her stomach, where Screech left Jenny silent. One of the officers looked up the road, directly at Screech. They start to walk towards him. The omnipresent power of justice looms over Screech, but he was never one to walk away from a fight. It was at this moment that his knife felt lighter and he held it in his palm once again as the man stepped beneath the streetlights, slowly approaching Screech. He could see the man’s blue eyes now, like the lights that blinded his eyes. He could see his hand on his holster, like the Screech’s on his knife. “Come on you fucking cunt!” The words left his mouth before they passed through his mind. “Let’s fucking go, I’m the ender of Jenny. You think that fuckin’ uniform you’re wearing means that you own these streets? These are my fuckin’ streets, and they call me fuckin’ Screech!” It was at this moment, as Screech approached the officer, that his friend Patrick’s house had lit up behind him. Far too late for Screech to realise or care. When officer James Richard took the call, he didn’t think he’d be in this moment. A woman in distress had called dispatch to report what she believed was a body. James and his partner took the call, they were only two blocks away. When they pulled up on this street, James was familiar with it already. He walked this street countless times before. It was instant that he saw Jenny and where she chose to sleep. James and his partner immediately checked her out, knowing far too soon that she would never wake up. Her stomach was far too red; Jenny was now long dead. It was only moments after that James saw the figure up ahead. He wanted to ask them questions, but thought to feel for his holster instead. It was good that he did so, as Screech was prepared. “Come at me you fuckin’ coward, see how well Jenny fared?!” He saw the glint of metal in Screech’s hand. James had no time to hesitate. He fired four shots into Screech’s chest. One made Screech’s legs get weak. The next made him cry. The third dropped him to his knees. The last one made him die. The story seemed to end, right where it would start. With Screech, and poor Jenny, lying only one street apart. An officer, left shaken. And two bodies were left broken. At a hospital not far from these streets, a woman lay in bed fighting for her life. Bloodstained sheets. The monitors make a rhythmic beat. Covered in sweat, running from a fate she wasn’t ready for. Dealing with the hand she was dealt. To know Violet’s tale, we must rewind the hands of time only just a little. Violet was a quiet girl. Her mother was loud and drunk. Her father was a prick, a bastard, nothing short of a fucking punk. Every night, he tucks her into bed, and the things he’d do… Her mother knew. She’d stay quiet, like her daughter Violet. And her father he’d have his way. But Violet, she’d stay silent, and her father he’d always say. “Violet, you stay quiet and I promise this will be quick.” For fuck sakes, my poor Violet, your father’s one awful prick. When Violet turned sixteen, she moved over and found her own place to stay. Lying to the government was what it took for her to get away. She worked odds and ends to make amends for the hand that she was dealt. Until she met Stephen, that other prick, who reminded her how it felt. Stephen tucked her in at night, and now he’d repeat her fathers words. The things Stephen would do…I’ll save you the trouble of hearing. Late one night, Stephen had his way and things took a violent turn. Punching into Violet's chest, he’d scream and holler and cry. “Say something Violet, quit being so silent.” But Violet held her tongue. “Say something you fucking cunt.” Until Violet had gone numb. “Violet?” The first thing the doctor noticed was Violet was nine months in. Then he saw the scarring and the bruises on her skin. “Please don’t let me lose this child.” She cried and begged and pleaded. Keeping her baby alive was all the Violet needed. `As her world went black, and Violet lost her fight, the doctor’s were sure of one thing and one thing only. Her two babies were healthy, and they’d live long lives. When asked what he wanted them to be named, the father took a moment before two names came to mind. “Jenny and Screech.”
Reminds me of Bohemian Rhapsody thematically speaking....but there's really NOTHING else like this. Beautiful storytelling and dark heavy subjects. So damn good.
Hahaha! Funny how his songs makes us laugh or giggle in the beginning and then leaves us 🤯 and speechless when it's done,,,Enjoy watching you,,Take care🤗
Think what he might create once he is feeling better! It is difficult to create when feeling unwell, mentally or physically. Maybe not for super Ren though.
Ravenous E.H., that was great watching you react to Ren's bardcore 😀 bloody hit hard though. Your reaction to Hi Ren was open and vulnerable, respect! And I feel like Ren's a spark to the smouldering commoditised music industry 👊😎
A tragic tale... And then it gets worse. Violet got a council flat at the age of 16 moving right to the head of the housing list. Unusual. In the context of "her mother was a drinker, her father was a bastard... Every nighr he'd tuck her tight, but never left the room. I'll spare you what he did to her, I'm sure her mother knew..." Has implications to her housing situation as a prospective mother to be... Screech cannot find his best mate Patrick at no 54, nor see his girl who is busy.... Is she getting busy? Jenny is 14, and has "walked these streets about a thousand times before". As the whole arc came from a newsheadline of a 14 year old boy on trial (iirc as an adult) for the murder of a prostitute in a botched robbery/mugging, this implies that she has been 'walking the streets since she was 11 or a little older... Also supported by the frozen statue in high heels, and the "she found somewhere to sleep, I guess she escaped..." lines In the spirit of Shakespeare I am going to assume all the worst possible messy situations are in fact the case, and this suddenly gets so much darker, as Jenny and Screech are twins, but may also be their mother's half sister. Screech was unlucky to run into an armed officer, most have a baton, pepper spray and a Taser (for a small proportion). The Police responders were lucky that it was Richard, and not some policing by consent CPCW in the story (in practice the use of kettling is very effective for 'live capture' of knife or sword wielding nutters.)
I really enjoyed watching your journey through these tales. First time checking out your channel. Great reaction! Subbed and looking forward to more. 💛🤘🤙✌️
@@RavenousEternalHunger That solves that, but coincidence as the biggest piece of Grafitti on wall after Violet’s beating. Shame this end cus it’s been floating round that he’s booked for Glastonbury, but def finishing his treatment in Canada for the duration. His health beats our festival dreams. Take care mate 👍🏻 🇬🇧
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Too old fer all the shite…
Ren’s story telling has viewers caring more for the characters that most Hollywood movies can achieve.
I'm a grown six foot five hairy ass bloke from downunder and I cry like a baby every time I hear Ren's work. WTF seriously.
Same here little buddy 🫂
same height and same lol
Real men cry 🙂
@@rosiered3403 Thank you Rosie, I'm ok with crying. Just didn't expect his music to hit me so hard and that I had such deep tear ducts
@@silasarpagaus3520 Amen Silas, much love brother
Great reaction fella. Ren has jokingly coined his genre 'Bardcore'. Enjoy the rest of your journey down the rabbit hole!!
Can’t wait!
Bardcore is GENIUS 😂❤️
Bardcore Def wasn't a joke (a bard is a midevil story teller) he Def is a hardcore story teller. Bardcore is a midevil twist on newer music his style is literally bardcore
Oh, hell, someone else is jumping down the Ren rabbit hole
I swear to God Ren is the Picasso of music 🤯🤯🤯
The Bard of Brighton. He's a Bard. A Wandering Minstrel. A Troubadour. A Poet. A Thespian. And he even has the Medieval haircut to keep in Character.
The Medieval sounds from the guitar are sublime. I wonder if he will ever entertain us with an old English style dyttie on a Lute.
That would be amazing!
I only found this song yesterday, and I have been obsessed with reactions to it. It makes me so happy that REN is getting the credit he most definitely deserves
Right!? I’m all in
Same here listened to all his songs all day everyday all week
'Bardcore'. Might be the best new genre of music . oh and one more. chalk outlines live. umm you might cry!! everyone else does
For the reverb... think about how he had to get the timing as he walked perfectly so he could hit the staircase at just the right line.
And all in one take!! .. What a super freak!! and his cameraman is on point too!
Right? Was like “imagine camera man sneezes mid-take” 😂
@@RavenousEternalHunger Seems to me these guys are aliens and cannot make human errors! 🤔😊
I saw Ren comment on another reaction where the reactor was asking what genre would you call this. He said It's Bardcore, lol.
Love it 😂
Mouthing instruments you don´t have available is quite an old trick bards, bluesmen and jazzer did rather often.
BTW, I think at the end, that's the connection street between those two alleys.
He tells the stories and the filming of the stories are all done so well i found myself looking for the bodies laying on the ground. The saddest thing about this is the fact each of these things are happening in every town, city, and country at this very moment and the cycle continues
I just discovered Chalk Outlines by Ren...he does not disappoint. How is it possible for one young man to have so much...ISH?
Your reaction pretty much sums it up. It's unbelievably hard to imagine how talented AND DEDICATED you have to be to do this stuff. This isn't even a regular type of song set and I find myself listening to it hundreds of times while I'm working lol
Ren is an enigma, every little bit of him, and Sam is a Master cinematographer, musican too.
Couldn’t agree more
money game 2 will blow your mind. so much truth in all his songs but this one. just WOW.
To me, Money Game Pt.2 by Ren brings to mind "Brainwashed" by Tom MacDonald.
Different styles, sure, but somehow I see a connection. Live both artists!!
#Ren #HOG
Ren is a master storyteller. I found him from other reactors watching Hi Ren. I'm a fan for sure now. I'm glad you did Jenny, Screech, and Violet all together. Very good reactions to Ren's stuff you gained a sub from me.
You got that Violet gave birth to twins and that were Jenny and Screech in 2005 incredible story telling and incredible reactions!!
Thank you! Yes it’s a phenomenal piece of work!
@@RavenousEternalHunger I thought you had just wanted to make sure but yes another Ren masterpiece 💯✌️🇬🇧
Welcome to the rabbit hole of Ren. I, like many others, can't get enough of Ren. During the last two weeks I have watched all the reactions with Ren. He is a genius and I love to see when the people who react to the video realize that. It's my drug. Thank you for your reactions, they are honest and genuine. You just got a new subscriber 🙂
Appreciate you, Harri!
Don't forget to watch him busking on the streets and the crowds his group draws
I think everyone should be giving kudos and a shout out to the camera guy, Ren’s friend. Amazing the videos the two of them do. I don’t know if it’s the same guy for every video, one mentioned a Samuel, so kudos to you Samuel.
Couldn't agree more!
I swear Ren is probably one of if not the best Storyteller in music right now.
Might have to agree with you there!
Welcome! To the REN SAGA that is, welcome friend!!!! 🔥🔥♥️♥️
I've been following him for a few years now and am so happy reactors finally noticed him. I think my first introduction to him was "blindeyed" w/ Sam Tompkins(ft. Parking lot attendant) . It's a good watch.
Money Game, part 1 and part 2, and Chalk Outline, and How to be Me, and shit, just do the whole catalog at some point. Also Wind Beneath My Wings goes metal?? NICE vocals! I'm impressed.
THATS WHAT I SAY... the WHOLE catalog is CRAZY good! 😏🔥🎶💯
That’s very sweet of you, and yeah looks like we might have to dedicate a whole Ren run through stream now hahaha
Brilliant take on recycling of violence . He’s insanely talented. He’s been busking on the streets for a decade and is a master of live preforming
Quite simply a gift from God. That is Ren, and Sam, two besties for life
You gotta see money game pt1 & 2 equally as brilliant
Ren is the goat of one shot
A masterful storyteller and genius musician. A modern day bard.
Apart from how amazing this story is, I noticed that at 13:11 in your reaction, the symbol sprayed on the wall behind ren is the same as on your hat. BTW nice reaction 👍
Love your reactions to Ren man.
He also played in a street band called The big push.
All talent musicians and well worth a look. ✌️
Ren is a musical and lyrical genius!!! Love that these Tales are performed live and in 1 camera shot/1 take! Violet's Tale was written/released over 2 years after Jenny and Screech's Tales. 🏴
I really enjoyed the honesty behind your reactions to Ren's videos. There are far too few artist/musicians out there that openly create songs about their personal inner struggles. When most other industry bred artist are pushing the drugs and party life, it's refreshing to hear songs such as these because it givess so many people a voice to tell others this is exactly how I feel, what I'm going through... Artist such as Ren, Benjamin Tod and others make a difference to so many people.
Well said!
I did warn you that this one was an emotional curb-stomp ;)
Dude it hit like a ton of bricks, great pick!
Dude im feeling what your feeling holy fk 🔥🔥
Thank you so much for your reaction. You are so genuine. Much love from South Africa 🇿🇦❤️🇿🇦
Much love Reinette
I love my music love my metal but I think that this is the best thing EVER written
Master class in storytelling. Obsessed. (Ha! I wrote that before I saw you say it in the reaction video)
He is like a medieval minstrel bought up to date. Masterpiece
Right!?
Ive seen a billion of these and you're one of the few who've winced at the eyelids bit, funny, you just dont seem the type😅💙
I'm glad you know this is LIVE, not alot of reactors realise
Chalk Outlines is a good Ren song for you to react to because it's purely a singing one with no rapping, shows yet more of his versatility.
I have been going down the Ren rabbit hole for the last 3 months or so. He has a wide range of music so it's worth going back into his catalog and checking it all out. He was also in a band called The Big Push for 5 years so check that stuff out as well.
Will do!
Out of curiosity, what's the symbol on your hat? As ren appears to walk past the same symbol graffiti on the wall at 13:10
Alchemical symbol for brimstone/sulphur. Also called the Leviathan's Cross. Often used a 'satanic' symbol in metal
Check the band King Diamond
In his Live shows he goes into more detail... like Jenny being a street walker, getting stopped by the cop Richard!
Also... Patrick doesn't answer because he's Busy with his girl... the one he calls, being told she's Busy!
He catches them... flips out... kills Jenny, then gets himeslf killed!
There's more... but I'll save that... as I see him making part 4... Richard's Tale!
Maybe... Perhaps... can't say for sure! Lol
Ren is also in a band called The Big Push, he rocks a bass.
Love the reaction. I felt the same way when I first heard this song Trio of Ren Theater.
I've been obsessed with reactions to Ren's videos since I first heard him last week. You get a sub from me because your reactions to the videos are just like mine. Blown away.
Love it
Seeing as how you're going to be joining me at the bottom of the Ren rabbit hole I'm gonna have to sub to follow your journey.
Edit: check out his live street performances with the band The Big Push, they do Paint It Black and Warpigs, among others.
Noted!
Great reactions to all three masterpieces 🖤
Welcome to the wild ride that is Ren x
It really is!
At @13:10 the symbol on your hat is spray painted on the city wall! 😆 So awesome lol love the vid! 🥰🙏🏽
So cool!
That was well spotted!
Ready for some more already! 😁🙋♀️🔥🔥🎶🎶💯
Hits like a ton of bricks. Great reaction mate.
Thank you for this!!!!! was amazing reaction!!!
Our pleasure!
I can totally relate to your wish for a palate cleaner after this one. So I switch between REN and Nanowar of Steel, WBTBWB, or Electric Callboy reactions. Cheers from Germany 🤘
Great tip!
Awesome reaction! He’s a genius. Period!
No doubt
Scratch that just seen Violets tale included. My Bad.
Ren is a modern day bard.
Chalk outlines would be good one.
Great reaction thankyou❤
I am into industrial and power noise like Converter....at 49 I realize this an artist
Ren does all his performances live it is what separates him keeps it original
Ren is a beast 👑
If you want to see a bit more metal to Rens multi-faceted talents check out the video "The Big Push - War Pigs (Black Sabbath cover)" .The band are on hiatus at the moment as Ren is in Canada undergoing treatment but it is well worth a look.
Thank you...subbed for you👍
Thanks for the sub!
Here for Ren. Great channel you have here. Liked and subscribed.
Welcome aboard!
So enjoyed this reaction. Man reactions due to Ren (modern day Shakespeare) are now 98% of My viewing love #bardcore
He’s truly something else! Wishing him the best in his recovery
Great reaction, earned my subscription
Proof you don’t have to have metal to be heavy as shit
Right!?
Great reaction - authentic. Well worth watching. You should try Lost All Faith :)
Great raw reaction. RENegade!!!
Glad you enjoyed
Hahaha, the guy is a genius .
If you haven’t already you have to check out Hi Ren, money game 1,2 and 3 (3 the best) , seven sins, Fred again , chalk outlines and sick boi……. He’s got so many it’s unreal .
Cheers 🍻🇨🇦🙂
A beautifully honest reaction Jé approve!
I appreciate that
I like your style, when you said that if you added distortion it would be metal rock!! Way cool 😎
Rock on!
I reccomend the song Money Game by Ren. It was the first song I heard from him a couple years back and I've been a fan ever since. Powerful stuff.
FULL SCRIPT HERE!!!>>>>>> JENNY, SCREECH AND VIOLET
She walked this street countless times. The graffiti on the walls, the lights in the windows, it was all a picturesque image in her head she knew bit by bit at this point. She counted the bricks the way she counted her steps, for a girl like Jenny, this street was more like hers than the flat she called home.
There was a chill in the air, and with it, something more.
Something she couldn’t quite define.
Something sinister and foreboding, whispering in her ear something she couldn’t quite interpret.
“Turn around Jenny. Choose a different route. Turn around, stupid girl.”
But the words fell flat, quieter than the silence that filled the air.
She walks under the streetlights and feels illuminated for a moment in time, feeling the presence of someone not there; someone who should be. Someone who isn’t.
She hears the smashing of glass a few streets away, followed by the warning barks of a dog. She hears the shouts of neighbours warning trespassers to go. She sees nobody, and for the moment, she’s happy the sound is so far away from her.
Jenny turns the corner, feeling a fraction of happiness for the minute amount of time she doesn’t see him. That moment, she doesn’t collect the image of the man standing outside of the light. She doesn’t pick up the image of someone just outside of her vision.
It’s that moment that she thinks of when she chooses a spot on the ground to sleep tonight.
“Gimme your fuckin’ money bitch.” he says beneath baited breath, “Don’t think twice about screaming, don’t you dare fuckin’ scream.”
She doesn’t see the blade.
She doesn’t see his eyes.
“Hurry up now, I don’t have all night.”
The response is in her head but her throat catches it before she can speak it.
I have no money on me.
She stands there silent and motionless, a shell of who she was a moment ago.
She tries to see his face, to see the human standing before her.
She sees a husk.
She sees something in a black hoodie.
She still doesn’t see the knife.
“You think I got time for this, bitch?”
She doesn’t see it.
She feels warmth in her stomach.
She doesn’t look down.
The brain doesn’t register.
Jenny doesn’t even have time to notice his arm swinging at her stomach over and over.
Her mind keeps her safe as she goes weak.
“You should’ve just listened.”
The figure turns and runs before she even goes to her knees.
Wishing she even had the strength to pray.
It was there, under that streetlight.
It’s here that Jenny chooses to sleep tonight.
Her eyes grow heavy and her stomach gets wet.
Jenny closes her eyes and chooses to sleep here, on the street she’s walked countless times before.
Screech slams on his buddies door, only a street over from where he saw her.
“Come on man, let me in. I think I fucked up. I’m not sure,” He shouts so loud he feels the blood in his throat.
He hits the door over and over with such force he feels his knuckles pop and his skin tear, yet no one responds.
No refuge for our villain, from the bitter hands of fate.
No, something far more bitter surely does await.
In the distance he hears the banshee-like scream of the sirens coming closer.
He continues to knock, yet no one responds.
From the street he just left, he hears a scream.
One from someone he did not know.
From someone who isn’t Jenny.
It’s at that moment that the knife in his pocket feels heavier than obsidian. It feels like something alive. Something with purpose.
Screech turns around and goes to the corner that connects the streets and pulls out his phone. He runs through his contacts, looking for anyone who might answer his call at this time of night.
He sees his girlfriend's name.
“Hey babe, you up?”
“Hey baby, yeah what’re you up to?”
“I’m just wondering if I can pop by. I miss you.”
“It’s past midnight, have you been drinking?”
“What? No.”
“You’re high then.”
“The fuck does that mean?”
“Screech, go home. It’s too late to be dealing with this right n-”
“Fuck you bitch. You fucking-”
Dial tone.
Silence.
Screech is left in the sound of Jenny.
The black of night is filled with the blue and red now.
Only feet from him, he sees the cars.
He can see the men step out of their vehicles and stand above Jenny.
One kneels down and puts his hand to her neck.
They look at her stomach, where Screech left Jenny silent.
One of the officers looked up the road, directly at Screech.
They start to walk towards him.
The omnipresent power of justice looms over Screech, but he was never one to walk away from a fight.
It was at this moment that his knife felt lighter and he held it in his palm once again as the man stepped beneath the streetlights, slowly approaching Screech.
He could see the man’s blue eyes now, like the lights that blinded his eyes. He could see his hand on his holster, like the Screech’s on his knife.
“Come on you fucking cunt!” The words left his mouth before they passed through his mind.
“Let’s fucking go, I’m the ender of Jenny. You think that fuckin’ uniform you’re wearing means that you own these streets? These are my fuckin’ streets, and they call me fuckin’ Screech!”
It was at this moment, as Screech approached the officer, that his friend Patrick’s house had lit up behind him.
Far too late for Screech to realise or care.
When officer James Richard took the call, he didn’t think he’d be in this moment. A woman in distress had called dispatch to report what she believed was a body. James and his partner took the call, they were only two blocks away. When they pulled up on this street, James was familiar with it already.
He walked this street countless times before.
It was instant that he saw Jenny and where she chose to sleep.
James and his partner immediately checked her out, knowing far too soon that she would never wake up.
Her stomach was far too red; Jenny was now long dead.
It was only moments after that James saw the figure up ahead.
He wanted to ask them questions, but thought to feel for his holster instead.
It was good that he did so, as Screech was prepared.
“Come at me you fuckin’ coward, see how well Jenny fared?!”
He saw the glint of metal in Screech’s hand.
James had no time to hesitate.
He fired four shots into Screech’s chest.
One made Screech’s legs get weak.
The next made him cry.
The third dropped him to his knees.
The last one made him die.
The story seemed to end, right where it would start.
With Screech, and poor Jenny, lying only one street apart.
An officer, left shaken.
And two bodies were left broken.
At a hospital not far from these streets, a woman lay in bed fighting for her life.
Bloodstained sheets.
The monitors make a rhythmic beat.
Covered in sweat, running from a fate she wasn’t ready for.
Dealing with the hand she was dealt.
To know Violet’s tale, we must rewind the hands of time only just a little.
Violet was a quiet girl. Her mother was loud and drunk.
Her father was a prick, a bastard, nothing short of a fucking punk.
Every night, he tucks her into bed, and the things he’d do…
Her mother knew.
She’d stay quiet, like her daughter Violet.
And her father he’d have his way.
But Violet, she’d stay silent, and her father he’d always say. “Violet, you stay quiet and I promise this will be quick.”
For fuck sakes, my poor Violet, your father’s one awful prick.
When Violet turned sixteen, she moved over and found her own place to stay. Lying to the government was what it took for her to get away.
She worked odds and ends to make amends for the hand that she was dealt.
Until she met Stephen, that other prick, who reminded her how it felt.
Stephen tucked her in at night, and now he’d repeat her fathers words.
The things Stephen would do…I’ll save you the trouble of hearing.
Late one night, Stephen had his way and things took a violent turn.
Punching into Violet's chest, he’d scream and holler and cry.
“Say something Violet, quit being so silent.”
But Violet held her tongue.
“Say something you fucking cunt.”
Until Violet had gone numb.
“Violet?”
The first thing the doctor noticed was Violet was nine months in.
Then he saw the scarring and the bruises on her skin.
“Please don’t let me lose this child.” She cried and begged and pleaded.
Keeping her baby alive was all the Violet needed.
`As her world went black, and Violet lost her fight, the doctor’s were sure of one thing and one thing only.
Her two babies were healthy, and they’d live long lives.
When asked what he wanted them to be named, the father took a moment before two names came to mind.
“Jenny and Screech.”
Whoops, one mistake right at the end. The two names were Jenny and James. His mates called him Screech, not the father. Just saying. :)
Reminds me of Bohemian Rhapsody thematically speaking....but there's really NOTHING else like this. Beautiful storytelling and dark heavy subjects. So damn good.
Couldn’t agree more!
Hahaha! Funny how his songs makes us laugh or giggle in the beginning and then leaves us 🤯 and speechless when it's done,,,Enjoy watching you,,Take care🤗
Well you said at the start you wanted to see what emotions were evoked from this 😅
And boy was I NOT prepared for what hit me 😂
Welcome to the rabbit hole! 🐇 🕳
Right? 😂
Such a great reaction
Think what he might create once he is feeling better! It is difficult to create when feeling unwell, mentally or physically. Maybe not for super Ren though.
Ravenous E.H., that was great watching you react to Ren's bardcore 😀 bloody hit hard though. Your reaction to Hi Ren was open and vulnerable, respect! And I feel like Ren's a spark to the smouldering commoditised music industry 👊😎
Glad you enjoyed
A tragic tale...
And then it gets worse.
Violet got a council flat at the age of 16 moving right to the head of the housing list. Unusual. In the context of "her mother was a drinker, her father was a bastard... Every nighr he'd tuck her tight, but never left the room. I'll spare you what he did to her, I'm sure her mother knew..." Has implications to her housing situation as a prospective mother to be...
Screech cannot find his best mate Patrick at no 54, nor see his girl who is busy.... Is she getting busy?
Jenny is 14, and has "walked these streets about a thousand times before". As the whole arc came from a newsheadline of a 14 year old boy on trial (iirc as an adult) for the murder of a prostitute in a botched robbery/mugging, this implies that she has been 'walking the streets since she was 11 or a little older... Also supported by the frozen statue in high heels, and the "she found somewhere to sleep, I guess she escaped..." lines
In the spirit of Shakespeare I am going to assume all the worst possible messy situations are in fact the case, and this suddenly gets so much darker, as Jenny and Screech are twins, but may also be their mother's half sister.
Screech was unlucky to run into an armed officer, most have a baton, pepper spray and a Taser (for a small proportion). The Police responders were lucky that it was Richard, and not some policing by consent CPCW in the story (in practice the use of kettling is very effective for 'live capture' of knife or sword wielding nutters.)
I hope all is well. I just now found your channel and noticed you haven’t posted in a while. I really enjoyed your Ren reactions.
🔥Pobody's Nerfect🔥
Ren and Samuel Perry-Falvey are one-take masters!
Born side by side, died side by side
Watch the Jenny, Screech, Violet trilogy altogether It all makes sense...............
Gets me every time also 🙏🙏👍🏴🐊
I really enjoyed watching your journey through these tales. First time checking out your channel. Great reaction! Subbed and looking forward to more. 💛🤘🤙✌️
I have listened to a few more songs than you and from what I have heard so it wouldn’t surprise me if the next one was metal 🔥🤯
That would be so amazing!
Awesome reaction! Hopefully you are a new Renegade!
Genius.Stop.😢❤
Love ya man! When you get back to RUclips, do more Ren reactions please!!!! Hope you are doing well.
Nicely done ! Ren 🔥as always. Wha's the emblem on your hat ? It's on the wall as graffiti in this vid ?? 🇬🇧 👍
Luciferian cross
@@RavenousEternalHunger That solves that, but coincidence as the biggest piece of Grafitti on wall after Violet’s beating. Shame this end cus it’s been floating round that he’s booked for Glastonbury, but def finishing his treatment in Canada for the duration. His health beats our festival dreams. Take care mate 👍🏻 🇬🇧