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He sampled another one of his songs called Sick Boi in this one. Ren was bitten by a tick and got Lyme disease. He was misdiagnosed for over 7 years.
The most powerful song I've ever heard.
I can't listen to this song without tearing up and yet it's probably one of my favourite songs of all time also - such fine line of beauty and emotion
song is in memory of his friend Joe. who jumped off a bridge 2 minutes before Ren could get to him. They never found his body. he has the story posted.
That's what Ren posted about the song
Ren:
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
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.
Omg yes! I didn't realize it, I actually saw that post of his! Thx for the info!
@@YBPlaysMusic Np :)
great reaction. The beginning part of this song is Ren's own battle with contemplating those thoughts. He lost his best friend Joe, they met when he was like 8. Yeah, he jumped off the Manai bridge. He'd gotten a call at about 3 in the morning and literally ran to try to get there, but he was too late... he figures he could run there from his house in 5 minutes. Freckled Angels is a song Ren wrote in homage to Joe.
Thank you for allowing yourself to feel the truth of this true story. If we can't feel, we can't deal. Ren has been through so much with illness and loss.
The video is AI.
I think Ren's gift is in turning pain into beauty, and getting people TALKING about their pain.
His best friend and he arrived literally 5 min later
Beautiful review man.
❤🙏
Appreciate your reaction. Peace friend.
The bravest song he has written by far, 2 minutes earlier and he would have got to his best friend in time, the story is told in his own words below the video
The heavy breathing at the start of the second part may refer to him being out of breath and too late after running so hard to save Joe. Set against a background of dark blue.
I think he's personifying his pain as family members (his brother, sister, mother, father) They are always there in his life.
Ren had the 1st part done but he never released it because he said it didn't feel finished. After an interview with Knox Hill Ren went back and added the end. Ren said it is as it came out - he wrote, played sang, taped and cried the whole time. He didn't bother going back and editing it. Just left it raw. I cry every time I hear it... If i watch it a few times in a day I can almost get through without tears... 1st time the next day it's like I've never heard it before.
...best/childhood friend jumped off a suspension bridge into a huge river, strong current, body never found - just gone in an instant. A friend phoned him, telling him what was happening, he couldn't get there in time - blames himself.
When a person is deeply depressed they see the world in a distorted manner. The colors are washed out and nothing feels or looks the same, thus the distortion and shifting of the visuals in the video. We were shown in the first half some of the thought processes and reasons a person would flirt with the idea of suicide. The first half is about Ren and his struggle with his misdiagnosed lyme disease and all the problems it caused. In the second half we were given a look at the agony that is left behind when someone gives in to their suicidal ideology and takes their own life. Everyone else has told that story in the comments.
Its made by AI, the sick boi, is his song "Sick Boi" He was bit by a tick & misdiagnosed for years, so the beginning It's how he felt being bed ridden for years mis diagnosed for years , thy tell him years later limes Disease, The end he lost his Best friend Joe 12 years ago by jumping off a huge Bridge in UK, He got the call from a friend that Joe was saying good bye & he's At the bridge 10 min from Ren's house, he gets dressed runs to Bridge , Joe is Gone, He think if he was 2 min sooner he could of saved him, very sad deep song!!! He's a guy with a huge heart ♥ ♥ He misses the H*ll out of Joe everyday, It's sad loosing one to Su*cide if the worst ever.... Lost his Best Friend, Guys call their friends Bro/ Brother ETC!!!U need to see his interviews before going into these intense stories!!
"How To Be Me" (Live) with Chinchilla is another moving song that touches on the depth of loss he felt with the the death of his best friend, John Hughes, along with his early song "Freckled Angel". Worth checking out if you want to continue down this rabbit hole. It is wonderful to see more independent artists out there talking about these topics that are still continued taboo in our society. A moving and heartfelt reaction, thank you.
*Joe* Hughes. The live version of "How to be Me" was filmed on the same bridge Joe left from. Ren is also donating proceeds fom this sonng to the organization that helped search the waters for Joe as well as Joe's family.
@@rjams8953 It wasn't filmed on the bridge, it was filmed atop a building. The 'same bridge' thing is one of those 'facts' that gets repeated time and again (especially on here in comments threads) despite it not being true.
Joe
Joe hughes
@@garysherwin3316 yes, your right, Joe
Wonderfully done reaction. In the final section of the video he could only do a line or two at a time because he was breaking down. And he couldn't stop the crying so he basically said screw this let's keep going that's why the extremely emotional ending. Crutch and others of his songs deals with loss as well on different levels as the "album" freckled Angel's was also a tribute to his friend Joe Hughs that he lost several years ago.
This will help those who think the end would unburden those around them know, that their loss of the dearly departed weighs heavy on those who remain forever more especially when it's a choice.
It's not a choice
@@ClaudiaSanchez-jm1if yes it is, we all have free choice.
@@sketchtherapy1218 ohhhh. The same way someone chooses to die of cancer or any other disease. Right?
@@ClaudiaSanchez-jm1if this song isn't about Ren what are you talking about? This is about his friend Joe. Que te pasa a ti? estas hablando de lo que no sabes mija. con quien tu te crees que tu estas hablando? A mi no me salgas con malas crinzas yo se de lo que estoy hablando Claudia.
@@ClaudiaSanchez-jm1if why dont you go to the song where he dedicates the song to his friend joe who chose to jump and the search and rescue charity who searched and tried to rescue him, instead of antagonizing his fans on this channel? you'd be a lot more productive if you actually knew what you where talking about instead of ignorantly projecting on to the song without doing a minimal fact check before going off on Ren's true fans and fans of this channel? (it's mental health month maybe you should get yourself checked)
What is amazing is how vulnerable Ren was at when he wrote this and created this video plus currently releasing to it all of us.
2nd is Ren’s loss of his childhood when he lost his innocence and feeling of immortality. He reminds me of the Maestro Tuomas Holopainen who composed most of Nightwish songs, poetry in his lyrics, and music. One theme Tuomas has is Dead Boy meaning a loss of childhood.
Ren previous work seems to add meaning and us understand this video. For example, changing face of Ren walking through the cityscape suggests “eternal dancing” between darkness and light in one’s thoughts.
Finally, while emphasizing the pain Ren’s friend Joe was going through also showing how hurt he was by the choice his friend Joe made along with the guilt of just possibly missing getting to Joe in time to save him or even to say goodbye plus Joe’s body was never found for closure. I am sure Ren has forgiven himself logically and intellectually but it is very much harder emotionally. In other words, the choices one makes affects more than oneself.
As Aurora has sung ‘Let the River Run’.
There must be those with whom we can sit down and weep, and still be counted as warriors.
First time seeing you . Great analysis!
Ren talked about the video on Twitch. He said they filmed footage and then an illustrator who did his other illustrated videos (Diazepam, Everybody Drops) altered the footage with a combination of his illustrations and an AI program. AI being used well to enhance himan creativity, nit replace it ❤
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I appreciate your reaction, thank you!
One of Ren's best friends, Joe Hughes, sadly took his own life at the age of 19 by jumping off the Menai Bridge around 3.00 a.m. on 28th December 2010. Ren ran to try to stop him but arrived a couple of minutes too late. The first part of the song was about Ren's own struggles, how he had contemplated suicide but it had never seemed like the right time. He added the second part because without it the song felt incomplete. The second part allowed him to honour Joe but to also express the anguish of those left behind. It was the experience of losing Joe that made Ren determined never to inflict that kind of loss and pain on people he loves. Whilst it is a very personal story of his own experience, it also has a message that will resonate with very many people. Hopefully, it will also save lives
This song was written a long time ago but Ren felt it was incomplete so it wasn't released, the ending part was added in a single sitting to complete the song. Absolute masterpiece!
He got a call from another friend that their friend Joe had called him saying goodbye. Ren lived a 10 minute walk from that bridge ove water, so he ran there but was about 2 minutes too late. His friend had already jumped. They were never able to find the botdy.
The first part of the song is his own struggle with Lyme disease that had gone misdiagnosed and untreated for almost a decade and the last part was about his good friend Joe who opted out of life and how Ren has felt with it all. A truly exposed look into the heart of the beautiful man named Ren. My understanding is that it was the Menai suspension bridge in Wales and that he was thinking what his friend Joe must have been feeling. That the pain would end.
Dankjewel! ♥♥♥ ♥♥♥ ♥♥♥
This reaction was a journey. Thank you. 💙
What a beautiful reaction. They never found Joe's body. He jumped from a bridge with strong ocean currents.
Ren is making the world cry in a good way ❤
Joe was a close friend of Ren and he commite suicide from a bridge and jump into a river. Joe calles some minutes befor a other friend to say good bye and this one calls Ren. Ren run to the bridge so fast he can, to save him, but he was some minutes to late. Joes body was never found.
So heart wrenching and very important!
For someone who hasn't heard the story, you're very close about your take on the tranquility line.
He jumped off a bridge into water.
Ren up above, looking down down into the tranquil waters, looking for any sign of movement or distress. 🥺
it can be looked at many different ways but i think ren is trying to say i wonder what it felt like to look down and see tranquillity, is him jumping into the mind of his friend and seeing the peace it gave him jumping to his end, leaving what he felt like was a tormented life behind him so jumping gave him peace of mind.
Wow wow wow he's just extremely extremely talented how he makes his stories a reality what is an amazing young man❤
The Menai Bridge is a suspension bridge that connects the Isle of Anglesey to the Welsh mainland. The Menai Straits are notorious for their very strong currents, which may be the reason that Joe's body was never found. Ren has recently launched an appeal to raise funds for the Royal National Lifeboat Institution (RNLI) who helped search for the body. It has already raised nearly £14,000. Ren is going to UK in the next week or so and intends to present them with a cheque as a thank you for their efforts.
Ren wrote this about the song--
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.
Turn on notifications for the video here: ruclips.net/video/n3JNtfi4Vb0/видео.html
Raising money for RNLI :
www.justgiving.com/page/ren-gill-1685546882254?Link&/ren-gill-1685546882254&
Freckled Angels album: renmakesmerch.com/products/freckled-angels-cd
Presave Suic*de: found.ee/ren-suic-de
Thank you man!
thank you for reacting to this beautiful and powerful song Ren is my favourite artist ever ❤❤
His best friend, Joe, jumped from the bridge into the water and the currant was strong and his body was never found
You do kind of have to go back to the beginning of Ren's music, start from the oldest to the most recent or new. You learn more about him and his health and state of mind. Also his band he was with busking before he got too sick to continue. The Big Push.
Great reaction to is powerful message. "How to be Me Live "is another hard hitting , but wonderful heart moving performance. Such much more to Ren, look forward to your journey, hopefully
🥺🙏🏼 great interpretation
Sometimes in life, you have to wait for the right answer. Be patient.
He is an extraordinary human being. He is an open book, shares his soul❤
the last part of the rap was a last minute addition post interview with knox
NF how could you leave us
Never be sorry for being a real human being, this song gets damn near everyone right in the gut.
Read what he wrote about Joe on his community page or under the video. He also talked about ir during his interview with Knox Hill
10:50 sometimes it is harder not to make that choice. I know personally I've had to fight. While I have no guarantee as to what comes next after death, when in the darkest parts of the night I feel like it can't be worse than right now. But I have to remind myself that my decisions don't just affect me.
there are reactions, and REACTIONS.. I´ve seen some. Never apologize for cryin´ folks who can´t cry I don´t appreciate...
Sick boy is another of his songs
it was one of his best friends that jumped
Others may have posted this, but it's important enough that Ren posted this a few days before releasing this. Great reaction.
Ren: 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
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.
the new song "for joe" is a continuation
wait til u do chalk outlines and how to be me those 2 in the live is just unreal
Ren has lymes disease. He was misdiagnosed when he was younger.
please next Putri Ariani, Golden Buzzer AGT 2023, viral in youtube 9M views - 9 days ago
Please react to Putri Ariani from Indonesia she got a golden buzzer American got talent .
Thank you 😘
Alipers for all Indonesian musician ❤❤
Ffs, how many pauses do you need? Especially for a song where the raw emotion just flows...
He's just a man....
john jumped into the water from menai-bridge, not onto train tracks. that‘s why they didn‘t find him. that‘s why the term tranquility is more than suitable, because of water. may you interrupt just a bit less, please? no, i know😉. it‘s good overall, though.
Knowing when not to pause is an important thing to learn for reactors. The pausing at the end was absurd.