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A tortured genius moves from poetry to rap
Ren Gill is a hip-hop/rap artist who is unusual in that he is also a classically trained musician who plays guitar, bass guitar, and piano. In my view, he’s also a genius. If you know his work, I suspect that you likely agree with my assessment. If not, allow me to explain.
Ren was born and raised in Wales. He became obsessed with music when his Dad gave him a guitar at the age of 10. His music education and career were repeatedly interrupted by medical problems. He spent much of his 20s in bed, feeling hopeless and miserable, which he describes as a tortuous experience that left him with PTSD. He was later diagnosed with Lyme disease, which he says continues to plague him in the form of autoimmune problems, digestive problems, and crippling emotional problems. Another significant setback was the suicide of a close friend, which affected him deeply. Ren continues to struggle with his health and is currently in Mexico receiving experimental treatments.
Listening to the lyrics of his music, I think he’s a smoking genius. Just out of sight brilliant. He also had emotional problems, even in his youth. He heard voices in his head throughout his childhood. He says that even at the time, he didn’t understand how these voices came from within him, but he seemed to have no input in what they said. And everything they said was negative and critical. He would sometimes scream back at the voices, in his head. In addition to these auditory hallucinations, he’s had occasional visual hallucinations. So Lyme disease may not have helped, and his friend’s suicide may not have helped, but he’s clearly had emotional problems for most of his life. Which is tragic. But he has used his struggles as inspiration for some remarkable music.
His best-known piece is “Hi Ren,” in which he struggles against his emotional problems and his own self-loathing. It really is remarkable. It’s a solo, just him singing while playing acoustic guitar. No accompaniment, no percussion. I’ve not heard anything quite like it.
I hope you watch it. It’s sort of long, at nine minutes. And it contains a few obscenities. But it’s well, well worth your time. This is a rare example of a music video as true art. Seriously.
It’s refreshingly simple – just a guy and a guitar – no autotune, no synthetic drum beat, no razzle-dazzle mixing. It’s also refreshingly complicated, as a brilliant mind tiptoes on the edge of insanity as he wrestles with fear and self-doubt.
For those who won’t watch the video, I’ll post the lyrics below. But please watch the video – you’ll thank me:
Read the comments below his video in YouTube. This song had an enormous impact on a lot of people. Many credit him with saving their lives. Not the typical impact of a music video. Amazing.
The two Rens have a lot to say in this song. The lyrics are easier to understand in his performance, since it’s not easy to tell who is who in the printed word. But as promised, here are the lyrics:
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 the peripheryRen, 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 meHi 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 illAnd 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 chillRen, you sound more insane than I do
You think that those doctors are really there to guide you? You’ve been through this a million times Your civilian mind is so perfect at always being lied toOkay, take another pill boy
Drown yourself in the sound of white noise Follow this ten-step program, rejoice All your problems will be gone! F***in’ dumb boyNah, 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 greatAnd 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 helpYou 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 meI’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 Grammies, 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 inMan, you sound so pretentious
Ren, your music is so self-centred 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 itMan, it’s not like that
Man it’s just like that, I’m inside you, you [REDACTED] No, it’s not man, you’re wrong, when I write, I belong Let me break the fourth wall by acknowledging this songRen 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 itMan, 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 Uh, “she sells seashells on the sea shore”[REDACTED] you, I don’t need you, I don’t need to hear this
‘Cause I’m fine by myself, I’ma genius And I will be great, and I will make waves And I’ll shake up the whole world beneath usThat’s right, speak your truth, your f***in’ God complex leaks out of you
It’s refreshing to actually hear you say it instead of downplay it “Ugh, music Is all about the creative process and if people can find Something to relate to within that, then that’s just a bonus”F*** you, I’ma f***in’ kill you, Ren
Well f***in’ kill me then, let’s f***in’ have you Ren I’m a 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 when I’ll lock you insideNews 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, Mestophilies Truth in a blender, deceitful pretender The banished avenger, the righteous surrenderWhen 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 enteral, immortal I live in every decision that catalysed chaos That causes division I live inside death, the beginning of ends I am you, you are me, I am you, RenHi 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 illBut just as sure as the tide starts turning
Just as sure as the night has dawn Just as sure as rainfall soon runs dry When you stand in an eye of the stormI 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 floorAnd 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 shakeSo 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 weak 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 sidesWhen 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 ten years of my life, I suffered the consequences With autoimmunity, illness, and psychosisAs I got older, I realised that there were no real winners
And there were no real losers in physiological warfare But there were victims and there were students It wasn’t David versus Goliath, it was a pendulum Eternally swayin’ from the dark to the light And the more intensely that the light shone, the darker the shadow it castIt 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 So I got older and I learned to relax And I learned to soften and that dance got easierIt 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 beingsAs I said, he’s classified as a rap artist. But this is really, REALLY different stuff. I’m not exactly sure what it is.
But it’s brilliant. Ren Gill is a genius.
Maybe there’s hope for modern music. Heck, maybe there’s even hope for rap as an art form (a sentence I would have laughed at before I saw this video).
I hope there is hope for Ren Gill. He clearly struggles with his demons and his physical health. I hope he finds peace. But I worry about him. That brain would be a very challenging place to live.
Hang in there, buddy. I hope your life gets better.
And thanks for the music. It made my life better.
Thanks very much.
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Post script:
The suicide of his friend led him to record a beautiful song called “For Joe”. It highlights his piano playing and composition skills. And it is a heart-wrenching tribute to his friend:
For those who wondered about the line in “Hi Ren” which seemed plopped out of nowhere, “Uh, “she sells seashells on the sea shore,” references another one of his songs. Also very clever. A sort of rap version of a cynical view of modern financial markets. Or something. If you’re interested:
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I have a simple term for that. I call it Thursday.
I watched the whole video. It doesn’t help that I’ve been re-watching One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest over the last few days. Long movie. He has a talented way of expressing himself but it’s not music I would be listening to anytime soon.
I have a family member, by marriage, who had a famous metal band. They toured all over the world. It’s bigger outside the US. The band came to my cookouts in the field a couple times. It’s very funny. They are quiet and shy and tend to listen to classical music or a ball game on their headphones. And of course smoke a lot of weed.
People who really enjoy and appreciate music aren’t afraid of stepping out of their comfortable genre.
Wow! Not my type of music, but I can see why others may like it. Why does it seem that very talented people always walk a fine line with depression and mental illness? Bless ’em.
Unfashionable view: They don’t come from within him.
Hay, Doc,
How did You find this video?
Good lord, what a performer.
He deals with that:
“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, Mestophilies
Truth in a blender, deceitful pretender
The banished avenger, the righteous surrender”
I read the comments on YouTube. Even if I don’t care for the music, I appreciate the words and the performance. It is very powerful and I can tell from the comments on YouTube that it speaks to some who are struggling with the same demons.
The song illustrates so well what Ekhart Tolle and may others try to teach: you are not your mind. Your mind says many things to you, many of them negative and horrible. Things you would never say to another human being but you say to yourself all day, every day. But whether it is the Father of Lies or some deep neural network, you have to learn to view the negativity dispassionately. Some even recommend inviting in the negativity, thanking it for its opinion and then sending it on its way. I think that is what he is doing here, but in a way that will appeal to the young.
There are so many songs targeted to youth that glorify the darkness, I’m happy to see one that refutes it. Thank you for sharing.
When you search YouTube, a list of common searches comes up. Something like this:
– Cat videos
– Archaeology
– Cooking
– Hyper-literate Welch rappers with classical music training and poorly compensated psychiatric disease
– Waterfalls
– Kids & dogs
And do on and so on. The usual stuff.
I clicked on one of those. Can’t remember which one.
Sorry.
I really can’t remember.
A restless mind plus the Internet – that’s a dangerous combination. I go down some pretty weird rabbit holes.
I just found an article from “The Federalist” in February 2023, in which the author discusses the religious overtures in “Hi Ren”. Like me, she finds Ren Gill to be brilliant. And she has some pretty interesting things to say:
Listen as “Hi Ren” Gives Countercultural Rebuttal To Godless Mental Health Industry
@saintaugustine
I am not a believer but religion is incredibly helpful to people who struggle with despair.
When we became a secular culture lead by our ‘elites,’ we forsook very important parts of our heritage.
Ayan Hirsi Ali’s recent conversion to Christianity demonstrates this.