Enya - The Memory of Trees
The Michigan Daily (USA) 2 February 1996
Though her first album was released in 1991, I hadn't heard of Enya until I came to the University in 1993. It's no surprise; after all, the only stuff I was familiar with was more urban-influenced music. Fortunately, I was eventually exposed to her previous two albums, Watermark and Shepherd Moons, and I've been in love with her ever since.
Her newest release, The Memory of Trees, confirms just what it is I love about her. Enya is no complicated vocalist; her songs are as easy to follow as any out there. It is Enya's very simplicity which makes her music so attractive.
From the moment you press play you will hear what can only been described as an explosion of calmness. The Memory of Trees, like Enya's previous works, sounds much like Gregorian chants. Yet her music is too awakening and uplifting to be placed in that genre. Enya doesn't sing; she woos and sighs her way into your heart. She will easily relax you, but her music will in no way bore you.
The Memory of Trees is as beautiful as nature itself. From such songs as "Pax Deorum," "China Roses" and "Where I Am," you will experience the sleepy rustle of its leaves, the soothing ripples of its lakes and the chirps, coos and cries of its musical forest creatures. While it's not inventive (it's much the same as all Enya's previous albums), The Memory of Trees must be respected as a beautiful piece of musical life and inspiration.
Note: Transcribed by Tomás Román.