The song was nonsense. Delightful, soaring nonsense. “Sail away, sail away, sail away.” It name-dropped exotic locations (Ebudæ, Fiji, Tiree, Curaçao) over a plucked, rolling piano riff. It had no verse-chorus-bridge structure in the traditional rock sense. It was a river flowing downstream, picking up harmonic speed.
: A technical look at how she and her team (Nicky and Roma Ryan) used synthesizers and vocal layering to create her signature ethereal atmosphere.
Focuses on the emotional connection and "vibe" of her music.
Enya is not a fad. She is not a relic of the 90s. She is a genre.
: A hallmark of her sound is the "one-woman choir" effect, created by multi-tracking her voice hundreds of times to create a vast, spacious tone. Instrumental Fusion
Here is a concept for an immersive audio-visual experience.