*metal instrumental* *silence* *metal instrumental* *underwater muffled metal instrumental* I'm here now. Let's carry on. THIS is what today's video is gonna be about. Just to clarify, this is how long it is. And from this angle. And from this angle. Aaaaaand from this angle. Alright, when I was a kid, I HATED having haircuts. Partly because I was a huge wuss. Still am a huge wuss. And partly because I was really shy and afraid of a stranger cutting my hair and pulling it, and I couldn't say anything 'cause I'd be seen as a huge wuss. So technically, I guess it's 100% "because I was a huge wuss." So I did have quite long hair then, because I didn't want to cut it until the last minute. My mum usually cut my hair, so I was able to be as openly loud and whiny as I wanted! Sorry mum. But yeah, I hated haircuts so much that as a child, I used to call them "Torture Sessions." I've mentioned before that when I was a kid, I went to school in the United Arab Emirates, and my hair went SUPER BLONDE under the sun, and being a pale, white, blonde kid in the Middle East kind of made me stand out, and I got quite a lot of attention for it. I used to get a lot of compliments on my hair, even before then. And, I can remember this one time, when I went into a swimming bath, on the way in, this random Arab in full thawb started stroking my hair, and complimenting it, which I interpreted A LOT more innocently THEN, than I do NOW. But when I went to Secondary School, boys were not allowed to have long hair! *sigh* I remember being so fricken sad about that, and having this conversation with my mom like, "What? That's so not fair! Like, girls can have it, why can't-?" She didn't know either. She thought it was as frustrating as I did, but nothing we could do about it! But I tend to go to extremes, so I figured, "If I'm gonna have it cut, I may as well go the whole hog," so I had it Buzz Cut. I had this little Widow's Peak thing there, and I looked like a fricken Vampire Harry Potter! People call me a vampire with Short or Long Hair, actually. Maybe I just give off a Vampire Vibe! Doesn't help that I've got these fricken dark circles making me look DEAD! Eventually, I moved back to England, and thought, "Finally! A culture that isn't really backwards!" "Maybe I can have as long hair as I want in school!" The school I went to STILL didn't allow boys to have Long Hair. I also remember being told off for wearing the wrong colored socks. Yep, that'll affect my learning! And around this time, I was just really unconfident. I was a weedy little kid. I was younger than all the others. But, as a result, I really didn't care about maintaining my appearance. Like I used to say, I hated fashion and, anyone that liked it was stupid! Or that they should care about more important things because Looks Don't Matter. And that kind of thing. Says the kid who bought this game because this guy looks so freakin cool! Then I waited it out, and eventually, I got to college, where there was NO Uniform, and I let it grow for the first time. And it felt like Freedom! And it kinda felt like a big "Screw You" to Mrs. Cheshire. *muttering* Stupid, backwards, sexist, piece of- Man, my hair started off NAF!
(Nasty As Fuck) Like, REALLY bad! Like nerdy, failed Kurt Cobain, no self-awareness BAD. The worst part of it- Well, worst part for ME, the worst part was other people having to look at it. The worst part for me was constantly getting it in my mouth and nose, when I was walking around, trying to eat, or whatever. But EVENTUALLY, it got quite a bit better! And after like... A long time, I started to get compliments again. It was something I could CONTROL, and it felt good to do something that made me STAND OUT! And get attention from the girls I liked! I was ridiculously shy around girls as a kid. I'd go as far as to say I was scared of them! And, so having something which meant they started conversations with me, kinda helped me to come out of my shell a bit. I also really liked Metal. *GROWL* But that was kind of more of a coincidental aspect, I didn't grow my hair to fit in to the subculture, or anything like that. My lame attempt at wearing a Chain on my Baggy Jeans was about the closest I came to anything like that! That was bad! I just like to wear what I thought was cool, like This Shirt, which was the first one I ever bought, despite not being a surfer, and not hating myself at the time. Having long hair resulted in some Funny Moments, too. I remember this one time, when I was waiting for a free stall in a public bathroom, and this Cowboy-looking dude came in, and I guess he must've only seen me from the back, 'cause he said, "Uh, this is the Men's Room." So I turned around, and in the Deepest Voice I could realistically muster, said, "Yeah, I know." So he was all flustered for a minute, and then said, "Oh, uh, nice hair, man." So that made me laugh! Especially in the awkward few minutes later when we were washing our hands next to each other, desperately trying to avoid eye contact! Eventually, my YouTube Channel started to blow up. And I started to realize, more and more, thanks to a lot of "helpful" comments, that I wasn't really happy with my look. I say that like- It wasn't the comments that made me uncomfortable, It was the comments that kind of made me realize what I already realized, and made me care a bit more about it. Like, the comments only effected me, because I agreed with them! I didn't Like how I Looked. So I figured it was time to try something more interesting with my hair, to make me stand out a bit. *keyboard music*
So I tried a colored streak, just a streak initially, because I didn't want my whole hair falling out, because I had NO experience with using Bleach! Also, I couldn't afford, at all, to maintain that amount of colored hair! Or I couldn't be bothered. One of the first times I dyed this, was horrible. Probably one of the most painful experiences in my life! Uh, my mom paid for me and my sister, as a Christmas present, to go and get our hair dyed. These two fricken women, I swear they were sadistic as hell. Like, they did all the dying and everything, and then, once they'd done it, they all just started brushing, without any concern for how painful it is! I don't know if I'm just more of a wuss than everyone else, maybe everyone else can just pull at their hair with no problems, but that fricken killed me! I just sat in there, like *muffled pain* Anyway, after sorting that, and getting rid of my Eighties Prague-Rock, Librarian glasses, and replacing them with these, I actually started to Like how I Looked in photos and be proud of how I looked. Oh, and since we're on the topic of the streak, to everyone that asked, No, I didn't steal the idea from G Dragon. That was just a weird coincidence. Though that look is goals! In fact there's a few examples of hair which is weirdly similar to me. Like there was this one book, that looked like a Samurai Dave. There's a few memes. I guess a red streak is quite an obvious one to go for, particularly for a YouTuber. When I started to be happy with how I looked again, I actually started to take an interest in fashion! Thinking back to when I said fashion was pointless, I think a lot of the reason I said that was thinking, this underlying subconscious thought that a change of fashion wouldn't help, if I didn't like how I looked in the first place. So, "I had no examples of photos where I did like how I looked, so what was the point?" Though now, after reaching Stuck-In-Seatbelt Length hair, I'm still really happy with it. It makes me stand out, and there are a lot of times that I genuinely like how I look now, which is cool. And I can confidently tell my Teenage Self that putting effort into how you look, does pay off! Because I've met people I Like, who Like how I Look! There's also some practical aspects to it, too, like I've noticed that it has this brilliant side-effect where any other people watching this video for the first time, for instance, if they're thinking, "Ugh, fag!" They immediately get weeded out of my audience! So, my audience has a minimum level of maturity as a result! That's why if you look at the comments at the end of any of my videos, which haven't gone viral, there'll be no insulting remarks, and everyone'll just be really civil. But if you go to the ones with millions of views, you'll start to get some gems! "He's just going through a little emo phase, eventually he'll realize he wants to get laid and cut his hair." "Fucking annoying ass bitch! Your videos keep popping up in my 'Recommended For You' window, just because I watched one of your fucking ugly red pony ass hair videos! You're annoying! How can I block someone off YouTube? Somebody help!" Makes me laugh whenever someone says that. They- They just have to click! J- Just click, that's all! Click, click. Done. "Dirty hair dot 't give me focus on the video, uff." *confused* What? "You should cut your hair Pbbbbt!" *tsh* High brow humor, here on Boyinaband. But yeah, it's kind of funny how something that at first glance seems so shallow, like hair length, can have all this context and depth to it. Well, if you'll excuse me, *clunk*
*clang* *metal instrumental* *exhale* Worth it!
I got a headache just watching the intro.
I think his hair's amazing. I should check out some more of his videos sometime... I only know of him because of a collaboration he did with a favourite YouTuber of mine ages ago.
his hair is gorgerous