Yess broo! Thankyou so much for the reaction! glad you liked the tune! Appreciate the support, wanted to think of a way to give back for directing alot of new people to my content, spoke to my distributor, if you ever get an automatic monetisation claim for using any of my videos feel free to click the dispute button and youll be able to fully monetise it! Just my way of giving love back

@HatleyHour

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Thank you so much!!! 🙏🏾 I know I can’t speak for everyone, but I love what you’re doing with your creativity, talent and art of story telling. I look forward to what you have in store for us all and hopefully our paths cross one day soon!

@notjim1087

Жыл бұрын

Ren is love

@fatgreenman

Жыл бұрын

Ren, I thought I was putting in a shift searching out reaction videos of your tracks, but you’re always already here when I get here! So wholesome and real. 🔥

@DonnaPoynton.

Жыл бұрын

Ren you are Amazing x ❤

@madcat528

Жыл бұрын

Since I found your videos Ren....I can't watch them enough! You are an incredible talent!

Violet was the mother of Jenny & Screech. They were orphaned at birth and taken into the foster system and separated. Jenny took on her mothers traits of silence/ being quiet and Screech took on the violent/abusive nature of his father. At age 14, they happen to cross each other paths with tragic consequences. Screech never knew he'd killed his own sister. It's a Shakespearian tragedy!!

@HatleyHour

Жыл бұрын

Thats a great way to compare this kind of story “Shakespearian Tragedy"

@PeteFindsObscureStuff

Жыл бұрын

@@HatleyHour as Ren puts it: it's Bardcore!!

@lynette.

Жыл бұрын

It is pure brilliance. He plays like a strolling minstrel from the medieval times. What an incredible storyteller.

Violet's tale takes place in 2005 ("two-zero-zero-five"). She was sexually abused by her father, and her mother was an alcoholic. Violet subsequently ended up in an abusive relationship with a boy named “Stevie” which resulted in her death. Jenny and Screech (James) are the twins born to Violet 14 years earlier, likely separated at birth by social services. Fourteen years later (2019, when the first two parts were released), they happen to run into each other, unaware that they are twin brother and sister. Screech tries to mug Jenny and ends up, unbeknownst to him, killing his twin sister. He flees and goes looking for Patrick unsuccessfully, he tries to call his GF to seek refuge, but she says no, before confronting and getting shot by police one street over from where Jenny lies. This is a masterpiece of a tragedy.

I watch every Jenny and Screech reaction just to see if the reactor connects the dots after the final reveal.

@christygill1632

Жыл бұрын

Same 😂😂 And because when they do the reaction is usually priceless.

@Acadian.FrenchFry

Жыл бұрын

Me too 😂

@CleoCat75

Жыл бұрын

@@christygill1632 yeah, the twist reactions are so great. one of my fave reactions to the twist was from "Tribe Loui", lol, his reactions to Ren's stuff is so funny/amazing.

@davidcantu4166

Жыл бұрын

Same here

@ewertabrahamsson4278

Жыл бұрын

But I wonder, how can u not connect it. He says twins and the names of the twins

Ren is a genius💕💕💙

Watching you STUNNED, trying to piece it together was epic lol.

I’ve been on this planet for 50 years, and I’ve never heard a music artist that’s on the same par as Ren.

I think There was a easter egg in screech's tale. In the last verse he says "we end at the start" which does not sit right unless you think of it as jenny and screech were laying side by side (albeit a street apart) like they were at birth, which we would not of known until violets tale was released 🤯. What do you think?

@jiminit1

Жыл бұрын

That line ‘….ends at the start’ is a call back to the opening line of the song that says ‘….starts at the end’. As in the second story starts at the end of the first song. And the second song ends the same way as the start with a dead body

@ryanclarke4482

Жыл бұрын

@@jiminit1 true maybe I'm reading to much but it does work both ways I think

@JensRandolff

Жыл бұрын

Interesting observation. This could certainly have been Ren's intent giving his genius mind.

@JensRandolff

Жыл бұрын

@@ryanclarke4482 I like your take better. It makes Ren's storytelling even more remarkable.

@ryanclarke4482

Жыл бұрын

@@JensRandolff I'd like to think that too 🙂

Jenny frozen and silent, Screech volatile and violent, Violet frozen and silent, Stevie volatile and violent... and so the cycle goes... Inherited Traits.

Glad I found your reaction channel. #RENaissance #Love

I really like the way you let them do their thing, so many reactors stop every two seconds.

No artist has elicited more tears from me. He's stunning in every way.

One other little snippet, the reason Patrick doesn't answer the phone to Screech and his girlfriend won't let him come around is they are cheating on Screech.

@HatleyHour

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Thats a great observation I can see that now!

@deadassdgaf100

Жыл бұрын

says who? 💁🏻‍♀️ conjecture?? that just a piece of lore you've just made up? i can see that's a real POSSIBILITY, but you state it here like it's a fact. 🤷🏻‍♀️ WHY?! you twat. that's just a rumor you've made up out of speculation.

@davidmarcus5833

Жыл бұрын

@@deadassdgaf100 Easy girl, don't get your knickers in a twist, I made it as a personal observation as is clear in the comment, not citing any sources, even though people have said they have heard Ren say so.

sending love from the UK love your Chanel am 63 years old and have followed Ren for years he is a true artist of his craft ❤

I think the message of violence breeds violence and needing to break the cycle of domestic violence is a powerful one.

Remember, he took us back to 2005 when the song started, genius

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.”

I love how he does that Kate Bush falsetto at the start of some of his songs. By that I mean when you hear Kate Bush in Wuthering Heights for the first time. It sounds almost comical at first, but when you let the artistry unfold it all makes sense in the end:)

Ren plays multiple instruments, has impressive vocals, performs a number of genres, is an excellent storyteller, and quite the philosopher and poet. His performances with Sam Tompkins (“Blind Eyed,” “Earned it /Mans World / Falling,” “Walking on the Moon), Eden Nash (“Humble,” “Ocean”), Bibi (“Crutch,” “Ahiahiaoha”), Molly McKinna (“Penitence”), his former bandmate, Romain Axisa (“French Song”) are all great. Ren's performances as a member of the band "The Big Push" (which unfortunately broke up) are awesome and well worth checking out, both the busking (street performances) and their live recordings. Ren's covers of "I Shot the Sheriff," "Wade in the Water," "An Englishman in New York," the songs "Oh My Woman," “Swan Song,” and so many others are equally impressive and really give you a sample of his vocal ability. Ren’s collaborations with Chinchilla (“Chalk Outlines,” “How to Be Me”) are beautiful and showcase his singing voice while addressing mental health. Ren's personal reflections on his struggles are threaded through many of his other songs as well; "Insomnia," "Depression," “Diazepam," “Penitence,” “Dear God,” “Heretic,” “Dominos,” his "Freckled Angels" album, just to name a few, all deserve a listen. His song "Money Game" (Part I & II) is another recommendation, although it is less of a personal song than it is an indictment of greed and the resulting injustices in this world.

His guitar is an extension of himself. It's a part of him that's been what's been with him through everything. Just him & his guitar living through his life & bringing it to us.

The saddest thing about this is the fact each of these things could be happening in every town, city, and country at this very moment and the cycle continues

Great react. Subscribed ❤😊

When Ren wrote this he was inspired by a news paper article about a murder in Sussex gardens Paddington. Where a young s£x worker was robbed and killed by a 14 year old who later the same night was shot by police. So Jenny was a sex worker. In the article little is actually written about “Jenny” and more about the “Screech” character, hence we don’t get much background in the song. Since these part were all written at different times I am not sure if they were meant to be twins from the start. But he wrote the tale of Violet to discuss generation trauma and violence. The fact is we leave Screech’s tale thinking we know Screech but Violets tale allows us to realize he is also a victim. A victim of violence and a victim of a failed system. Jenny is a victim of the same system. The reason Screech doesn’t get far is that he is 14 his world and support system and contacts are small and local. Violet lets us see the same spiral and same repeated failings - the staircase helps represent the continued spiral of violence and trauma. When Violet dies her trauma passes on. Many people point out that Jenny is like Violet - silent and still whilst Screech is like Stevie demonstrative, aggressive and violent. But is this nature or nurture. Many boys are taught not to express softer emotions and instead express only anger, aggression and violence whilst girls are taught to be quiet and be smaller than they are and hope it passes. Most likely Stevie was a product of a violent household too and these patterns keep repeating. Both Screech and Jenny lacked positive supportive role models to break the cycle. Truly sad tale

The cycle of abuse from mom to babies to Screech killing his sister Jenny.

Two zero zero five. 2005 is the year Jenny and Screetch were born in trauma and violence. 2019 is the year they died together in trauma and violence. Genius.

He does everything in one take and he records it live!

Subbed for the Ren reactions have to check out some more of your vids

@HatleyHour

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Welcome to the Hatley Hour Family!

Awesome reaction

Oh yeah, talented he is. A true all around artist. I don't think there is anything he can't do, at least I haven't found it yet. Liked your reaction as well. #renarmy

@supertuscans9512

Жыл бұрын

He’s obviously a virtuoso guitarist ( and bassist) but I don’t think most reactors give him enough credit for his vocal range and ability.

Money Game is another fantastic one. And I also love Chalk Outlines (live) with Chinchilla. Thanks for your Ren reactions I really enjoy!

Violets tale was set in 2005. Hence the 2-0-0-5 reference. But written in 2019. The twins are 14. The difference of when violets tale was set in.

Dude enjoyed your reaction on this trilogy, as I like everything Ren there's so many, Losing it, Genesis, The Hunger, The money game, insomnia, depression and many more

@HatleyHour

Жыл бұрын

Thank you for those suggestions I’m definitely looking into those for sure!

Just to add to these great comments about the musical and lyrical genius that is Ren, Violet's Tale was written/released over 2 years after Jenny and Screech's Tales. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

@fatgreenman

Жыл бұрын

That honestly blows my mind. I figured the trilogy was all written with the end in mind. To find this out only raises my respect another level - which I didn’t think was possible.

You're right mate. Violet gave up her life so her twins could live. they were separated because the father was a prick and her parents no better. Screech unknowingly killed his sister and died himself a street away. This is a Shakespearian level tragedy. beautifully put together.

@Dlydford

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With Violet dying, Stevie would have gone to jail so the twins would have gone into the system and separated. The characteristics of their parents still passed down to them, with Jenny being quiet like her mother, and Screech being a drinking smoking violent offender like his father. A sad tale that highlights the vicious circles of domestic abuse through generation after generation

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Great reaction I loved it new subscriber..

Ren has put in the work. Now it is time for him to enjoy his success. Thank you for boosting his profile. He has a vast catalog of music. I recently started watching. Brilliant.

He’s BARDCORE!

@renmakesmusic just posted an update on his health, please go check it out and show him some love 💙

@HatleyHour

Жыл бұрын

Will do!

Just found an sub'd your channel today. ❤️ Here for #ren and you. 🎉Congratulations on 3k+🎉

@HatleyHour

Жыл бұрын

Thanks for subbing! Welcome to the family

I have watched a few different reactions of these songs and no one else has mentioned it (Maybe I'm dating myself here) but that first lines of Screech's story reminds me Warren G singing about the LBC.

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He’s a true storytelling bard like from old days. I think you can find where he posts the words.

Patricks not home. His girl is busy. Yep

Yep Jenny and Screech were twins split up at birth.. Probably in the system Violet was quiet like her mother...Screech was violent like his pops..or was the Violets father the babies daddy. .. New sub btw. Great reaction.

he told you at he beinning of part three ...listen

I Soooo Hope ya looked into his Rap videos! He's a Problem... as Stevie Knight says!

Violet was thier mother

You have to watch violets tale to truly understand

For more guitar skills, watch him with The Big Push, fantastic covers of Sympathy for the Devil, Johnny B Good, plus check out Its Alright😁

@HatleyHour

Жыл бұрын

I will make note of those videos

its an opera

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Jenny and Screech were Bother and sister, Violet was their mother!

Vilot is the mother of Jenny and screetch. Screech killed his sister not knowing and his life was taken one block away from his sister. So visit died on the same streets their mother vilot died on.

@HatleyHour

Жыл бұрын

That is so crazy the irony of all that! Ren is a master mind in how he tied all that in and connected the story. I had no idea how he was going to make it happen when he started Violet Tale

It’s not hard to follow. The mother of Jenny and Screech get beaten up by her partner, who is the father of the twins. When the doctors save the twins Violet the mother dies, and both Jenny and Screech get put into the foster care system, and they get adopted by two different sets of parents, so they don’t know each other. By the looks of it the two sets of parents must have never told them they were adopted. Hence Screech never knew that it was his sister that he had just killed.

In case anyone didn't catch this. Ren did a Screech backstop where Screech steals his phone.... kzread.info/dash/bejne/dH132Lx6g5SsgpM.html

Jenny and screech was written first. Violets tale after. (Thats a whole other story) its the cycle of violence. Violet was abused by her parents, then stevie. She died to keep her baby alive. They were twins. Im sure dad went to prison for killing violet. Twins seperated. Never knowing each other. They both died in a violent way.

I thought this would have been a reaction to the talent, not what the story was about.

Martin Scorsese could turn it into a great movie but, this woukd be better!