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Vin Diesel (born Mark Sinclair Vincent; July 18, 1967) is an American actor, writer, director and producer. He became known in the early 2000s, appearing in several successful Hollywood films, including The Fast and the Furious and xXx. He founded the production companies One Race Films, Tigon Studios and Racetrack Records.
Vin Diesel was born in New York City, the son of Delora, a psychiatrist and astrologer. Diesel has white and black ancestry. He has described himself as "definitely a person of color" and stated that he is "of ambiguous ethnicity – Italian and a lot of other stuff." Diesel has never met his biological father, and was raised by his African-American stepfather, Irving, an acting instructor and theatre manager. He made his stage debut at age seven when he appeared in the children's play Dinosaur Door, written by Barbara Garson. The play was produced at Theater for the New City in New York's Greenwich Village. His involvement in the play came about when he, his brother, and some friends had broken into Theater for the New City's space on Jane Street with the intent to vandalize it. They were confronted by the theater's artistic director, Crystal Field, who, instead of calling the police, handed them scripts and offered them parts in the upcoming show. He remained involved with the theatre throughout adolescence, going on to attend the city's Hunter College, where his creative writing studies led him to begin screenwriting. Diesel became an active film-maker in the early 1990s, first earning notice for the short film Multi-Facial, which was selected for screening at the 1995 Cannes Festival. Diesel has identified himself as a "multi-faceted" actor as a result of early difficulties finding roles due to his mixed heritage.
They're so bored with the USA
But there's always an ear turned our way
So frantic to find that rush again
But it looks like all the veins have caved in
They got manic street preachers with nothing to say
While their kids go begging on the tubeway
Trying to shine again with denim and suede
But all I really want is some radiohead
Sister Britannia don't disappoint me
You got to wake up and smell the coffee
Your melody maker is deaf, and . . .
You know who is the enemy (the NME)
England's dreaming, I read the other day
Now they're having a nightmare that won't go away
Where are those days of hope and glory?
Was it true or was it just another story?
We all know about the power of the press
Controlling what you know like the thought police
If it's not approved, it's choked before it starts
The rest is exported and then spat out
I'm in pursuit of that priceless moment
While eveyone's looking for the next big thing
All I hear now Is just a joke
Hey, sleeping beauty, it's time to go to work
Oh, it's fading fast and furious
What's next I am so curious
Rushing home to hear the apocalypse
It's from the sounds that I get my kicks
Hope these sonic blasts of TNT