Now I feel bad about dissing Enya so much yesterday because since then, I've been listening to her songs and I have to admit: Orinoco Flow and Only If are pretty awesome songs. One can't help but put everything down and sing along- even if one has to make up one's own lyrics for a greater part of the songs.
Why, I hear you ask, can't you just go online and find out the lyrics for these songs, if you like them so much?
What a question to ask. This is why: There's no better way of KILLING a song than to read up its lyrics online.
What is mysterious and full of endless possibilities, potential and speculation falls down with a thud when you see the words hammered in and unchangeable. And really, half the time, one's made-up lyrics are far better.
Case in point: Bon Jovi's "It's My Life". Before, I had loved, LOVED, LOVED that song. Now I know the lyrics and I feel embarrassed singing it. Who the hell is Frankie?
Same thing with all the songs from the Tamil movie "BoYs". Adnan Sami's music, so it's bound to be good, you think. Then you hear the songs, you don't entirely understand the lyrics and everything is great. Then you listen to the songs and understand the lyrics and you cringe from ever singing those songs again. Now you can't even hum the tunes because those godawful lyrics pop into your head and mess up everything.
So after this rant of mine, am I actually saying that Enya's un-understandable, mish-mash lyrics are actually a plus point in her favor?
Yes. I guess that is what I'm saying.
But I still stand by my original point that all her songs sound alike.
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