Hi Ren

[Bach]

Nee geen K&K. Eerder 'essence of life' kind of stuff (excuseer me de taal).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s_nc1IVoMxc

[Pol Dolf]

https://www.hirensbootcd.org/
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[Bach]

Oorspronkelijk geplaatst door Pol Dolf

https://www.hirensbootcd.org/
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Waarom deze info? Ah. Hi Ren.

Ren doet me denken aan Pink Floyd (The Wall). Dat niveau. Deze 'song' is instant top 100 voor mij.

De muziek
The lyrics

[De schoofzak]

Oorspronkelijk geplaatst door Bach

Nee geen K&K. Eerder 'essence of life' kind of stuff (excuseer me de taal).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s_nc1IVoMxc

Da's nog eens een intro voor een draad zeg !!

[Bach]

Lyrics

"Hi Ren"

Hi there, Ren
It's been a little while, did you miss me?
You thought you'd buried me, didn't you? Risky...
'Cause I always come back
Deep down you know that...
Deep down you know I'm always in periphery
Ren, aren't you pleased to see me?
It's been weeks since we spoke bro, I know you need me
You're the sheep, I'm the shepherd, not your place to lead me
Not your place to be biting off the hand that feeds me

Hi, Ren
I've been taking some time to be distant
I've been taking some time to be still
I've been taking some time to be by myself since my therapist told me I'm ill
And I've been making some progress lately
And I've learnt some new coping skills
So I haven't really needed you much man
I think we need to just step back and chill

Ren, you sound more insane than I do
You think that those doctors are really there to guide you?
Been through this a million times
Your civilian mind is so perfect at always being lied to
Okay, take another pill, boy
Drown yourself in the sound of white noise
Follow this 10 step program, rejoice!
All your problems will be gone! Fucking dumb boy

Nah mate, this time it's different man trust me
I feel like things might be falling in place
And my music's been kinda doing bits too
Like I actually might do something great
And when I'm gone maybe I'll be remembered
For doing something special with myself
That's why I don't think that we should talk, man
'Cause when you're with me it never seems to help

You think that you can amputate me?
I am you, you are me, you are I, I am we
We are one, split in two that makes one so you see
You got to kill you if you wanna kill me
I'm not left over dinner, I'm not scraps on the side
Oh your music is thriving? Delusional guy!
Where's your top ten hit? Where's your interview with Oprah?
Where are your Grammys, Ren? Nowhere!

Yeah but, my music's not commercial like that
I never chased numbers, statistics or stats
I never write hooks for the radio
They never even play me, so why would I concern myself with that?
But my music is really connecting
And the people who find it respect it
And for me that's enough 'cause this life's been tough
So it gives me a purpose I can rest in

Man, you sound so pretentious!
Ren, your music is so self-centered
No one wants to hear another song about how much you hate yourself, trust me
You should be so lucky
Having me inside you to guide you
Remind you to manage expectations, provide you
Perspective, that thing you neglected, I get it
You wanna be a big deal... Next Jimi Hendrix? Forget it

Man, it's not like that

Man, it's just like that
I'm inside you, you twat

Nah, it's not, man, you're wrong, when I write I belong

Let me break the fourth wall by acknowledging this song

Ren sits down
Has a stroke of genius
He wants to write a song that was not done previous
A battle with his subconscious...
Eminem did it

Played on guitar

Plan B did it
Man, you're not original, you criminal
Rip off artist, the pinnacle of your success is stealing other people's material
Ren, mate, we've heard it all before
Ohh "she sells sea shells on the sea shore"

Fuck you, I don't need you, I don't need to hear this
'Cause I'm fine by myself, I'm a genius!
And I will be great, and I will make waves
And I'll shake up the whole world beneath us

That's right, speak your truth
Your fucking god complex leaks out of you
It's refreshing to actually hear you say it!
Instead of down play it...

"Oh, music is all about the creative process and if people can find something to relate to within that then that's just a bonus"

Fuck you, Ima fucking kill you, Ren

Well, fucking kill me then
Let's fucking have you, Ren

Ima do it, watch me prove it, who are you to doubt my music?
'Cause I call the shots I choose if you die

Yeah, I call the shots and so I who choose who survives
I'll tie you up in knots then I'll lock you inside

News flash...
I was created at the dawn of creation
I am temptation
I am the snake in Eden
I am the reason for treason
Beheading all Kings
I am sin with no rhyme or reason
Sun of the morning, Lucifer
Antichrist, father of lies
Mephistopheles
Truth in a blender
Deceitful pretender
The banished avenger
The righteous surrender
When standing in front of my solar eclipse
My name it is stitched to your lips so you see
I won't bow to the will of a mortal, feeble and normal
You wanna kill me? I'm eternal, immortal
I live in every decision
That catalyzed chaos that causes division
I live inside death, the beginning of ends
I am you, you are me, I am you, Ren

Hi Ren...
I've been taking some time to be distant
I've been taking some time to be still
I've been taking some time to be by myself and I've spent half my life ill
But just as sure as the tide starts turning
Just as sure as the night has dawn
Just as sure as the rain fall soon runs dry when you stand in the eye of the storm

I was made to be tested and twisted
I was made to be broken and beat
I was made by his hand, it's all part of his plan that I stand on my own two feet
And you know me, my will is eternal
And you know me, you've met me before
Face to face with a beast I will rise from the east and I'll settle on the ocean floor
And I go by many names also
Some people know me as hope
Some people know me as the voice that you hear when you loosen the noose on the rope
And you know how I know that I'll prosper?
'Cause I stand here beside you today
I have stood in the flames that cremated my brain
And I didn't once flinch or shake
So cower at the man I've become
When I sing from the top of my lungs
That I won't retire, I'll stand in your fire, inspire the meek to be strong
And when I am gone I will rise
In the music that I left behind
Ferocious persistent, immortal like you
We're a coin with two different sides

When I was 17 years old I shouted out into an empty room, into a blank canvas, that I would defeat the forces of evil, and for the next 10 years of my life I suffered the consequences... With autoimmunity, illness and psychosis. As I got older, I realized there were no real winners or no real losers in physiological warfare. But there were victims and there were students. It wasn't David versus Goliath, it's was a pendulum eternally swaying from the dark to the light. And the more intensely that the light shone, the darker the shadow it cast.

It was never really a battle for me to win, it was an eternal dance, and like a dance, the more rigid I became, the harder it got. The more I cursed my clumsy footsteps, the more I struggled. And so I got older and I learned to relax, and I learned to soften, and that dance got easier. It is this eternal dance that separates human beings from angels, from demons, from gods. And I must not forget, we must not forget, that we are human beings.

[Bach]

It was never really a battle for me to win, it was an eternal dance

Het leven is geen strijd maar een dans

[Bach]

Ok. Niemand kent Ren hier en dat equals geen opinie in het algemeen.

Nog wat 'genialiteit' (I used to deny it's existence) en levenslessen.

Ren - Sick Boi

[Intro, spoken:]
*Heavy breathing*
Hi Ren, thank you for coming in today
Thanks for seeing me-
Looking at your file here it seems there's a very apparent interplay with your emotional state and your physical body. Have you ever heard of the trauma response?
I don't think so-
Basically, our bodies can get stuck in a negative feedback loop. Our subconscious can repeat patterns from the past which can have a pretty drastic effect in our biology. Essentially, your mind is making you sick
*Heavy breathing*

[Verse 1]
Sick boy, sick boy, bitten by a tick boy
Looking for that fix boy, anabolic sterroroids
Stem Cell poster boy, pass out, white nois?
Quick fix, snake oil, I'm about to break boy
Oh, what a shame, h?'s in pain. Have another go
Take another pill, here, take a couple more
Let's see how you're doing in another week or so
You'll be feeling worse when the side effects will show
De-realization, medical patient
Losing patience with the process, walking hand in hand with Satan
Complications with the medications, inflammation, dehydration
Inhalation aggravation, building up a toleration
Drown sucker, drown sucker, drown sucker, drown
I've been feeling like I'm drowning with my feet upon the ground
I've been screaming, I've been shouting, but I never make a sound
I've been looking for a way out, but I always seem to drown
Lola Brooke “Don’t Play With It' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
[Interlude, spoken:]
Is this all making sense, Ren?
Uh, yeah, I think so-
Good. What I propose we do is we try to pinpoint the exact experiences from the past that are keeping you stuck. What can you tell me about your childhood?
Um, I can't really think-
It's okay if nothing comes up right away. What I'd like you to do is take some deep breaths with me
In, and out
In, and out
Good, now tell me the first thing that comes to your mind

[Verse 2]
I feel like it's not me, it's the world that's sick
We're given everything we need and we commoditize it
We consume, we destroy, like we're parasitic
Science tells us that it's suicide and still we commit
I'm not sick, we are sick, we are standing on a cliff
In the name of progress, we jump off the precipice
I'm not sick, I'm the virus, you're the virus, hypocrite
How can you sit there with that smile on and tell me that I'm sick?
Sick boy, sick boy, looking for a fix boy
Push it down in public, quick, pose for the pic, boy
Record label meetings that commodify your gift, boy
Why you so upset? Don't you wanna be a rich boy?
Fuck no, industry is cutthroat
I've been doing bits by myself swimming backstroke
Walking on a tightrope, rapping with a slit throat
The way that we persist is like the ending of a bad joke
As the people evolve, we're complacent to assailants and we do what we're told
Counter-intelligence, a sight to behold
Rape the earth of all resources, and we bleed it for gold
And we bleed it for wealth, we bleed it for fame
But when you bleed it can you tell me what the fuck will remain?
And I'm bleeding myself, I'm bleeding my brain
While I'm bleeding, I'm the reason cause I'm doing the same

[Vlad]

Niet slecht, maar als je zijn andere werk beluisterd is het wel een beetje een one trick pony, narcistisch ook, de wereld is zo evil. Zijn gehuil gaat al snel tegen steken. Geef me dan toch maar de tegenover die gast ingetogenere Eminem of anders John Maus en co. Bye Ren.

[Bach]

Oorspronkelijk geplaatst door Vlad

Niet slecht, maar als je zijn andere werk beluisterd is het wel een beetje een one trick pony, narcistisch ook, de wereld is zo evil. Zijn gehuil gaat al snel tegen steken. Geef me dan toch maar de tegenover die gast ingetogenere Eminem of anders John Maus en co. Bye Ren.

Dank je voor de reactie.

Helemaal niet akkoord met het one trick pony thing. Als je 'reaction videos' zou bekijken (meestal van muzikanten) merk je juist dat de veelzijdigheid van Ren's talent benadrukt wordt. Niet dat ik, eerder vanuit het standpunt van 'publiek', dat alleen zou vinden. Persoonlijk kreeg ik met mijn beperkte 'kennis' terzake eerder een vibe type Roger Waters of Kurt Cobain, diep doorleefde verhalen en veel potentieel op lange termijn. Natuurlijk erg prematuur die vergelijking. Als hij zijn anti commerciële houding (ook daar een tweestrijd waar ik aan kan relateren) vol houdt zullen we dat misschien ook nooit weten.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35yALr_opeg

Ik hou van muziek uit het hart, doorleefd, authentiek en nog niet bezoedeld door geld of macht. Pure geconcentreerde energie. Met 'Hi Ren' vindt hij bijna een nieuw genre uit zeggen sommigen. Ik wil daar niet over oordelen.

Rap is maar het genre vehikel hier. Veel rap / Reguetón vindt ik vrij platvloers commercieel. Met geld en pistolen zwaaiende gasten, luxe autos, wulpse vrouwen als decor, dure horloges en gouden kettingen, stoer smoelwerk. Die cultuur heeft iets pathetisch en zielig. Ik vermoed dat Eberhard Leclerc daar dan weer niet mee akkoord zou zijn.

Dat oppervlakkige van veel rap heeft Ren niet. De song Hi Ren heeft trouwens de nodige dosis zelfkritiek, juist op het 'gehuil' waar u het over heeft. Eminem wordt er ook in vernoemd.

De tekst van 'Hi Ren' reflecteert ergens een dualistische levensvisie. De innerlijke tweestrijd van de mens, dat wat je naar beneden trekt en dat wat je zou willen zijn. Later verheven tot een strijd sinds 'the dawn of time' tussen 'het kwade' en 'het goede' om het zo samen te vatten. Dit blijft voor mij persoonlijk eerder een open levensbeschouwelijke vraag. Maar het intrigeert me wel wat zo'n framing van het leven doet met een mens, een cultuur.

John Maus kan ik niet echt inkomen eerlijk gezegd.