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Enya (born Eithne Patricia Ní Bhraonáin on the 17th of May, 1961 in Gweedore, County Donegal) is a Grammy award winning and Academy award nominated Irish singer, instrumentalist and composer. She began her musical career in 1980, when she briefly joined her family band Clannad, before leaving to pursue her solo career. Her album Watermark, which was released in 1988, propelled her to international recognition and she became known for her unique sound, which is characterized by voice-layering, folk melodies, synthesized backdrops and ethereal reverberations. |
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News in english
about Enya
(August / 2009)
Zambia: Former LCM Investor 'Ll Settle Liabilities -Mwale Date: 06 Aug 2009
AllAfrica.com -
ENYA Holdings BV, the former investor in the Luanshya Copper Mines (LCM) will settle all the liabilities owed to creditors, the Government has said.
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Enya Holdings to Settle Debts for Zambian Unit, Minister Says Date: 06 Aug 2009
Bloomberg -
Aug. 6 (Bloomberg) -- Enya Holdings BV, which shut down one of its Zambian units, Luanshya Copper Mines, last year, will settle all liabilities owed to Luanshya creditors, Mines Minister Maxwell Mwale said.
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Maltese girl to perform in Zecchino d'Oro Date: 24 Aug 2009
Times of Malta -
Only four contestants worldwide get to join the seven Italian singers in the popular annual international festival of children's song, Zecchino d'Oro. One of these is Enya Magri from Mellieħa - and that is already a victory!
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Big occasion for little singer Date: 24 Aug 2009
Times of Malta -
Never missing a beat... Enya Magri. Photo: Chris Sant Fournier. Only four contestants worldwide get to join the seven Italian singers in the popular annual international festival of children's song, Zecchino d'Oro. One of these is Enya Magri from Mellieħa - and that is already a victory!
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How to get fit at the swinger's club Date: 31 Aug 2009
Independent -
I'm only five minutes into my Jukari class and already I'm looking for an exit. The lights are dim, the music (a sort of earthy, Enya-eqsque number) is rolling around the room the room, and I'm lying, legs akimbo, ankles hooked in a pair of stirrups dangling from the ceiling, thrusting my hips into the air. It isn't the most dignified of poses. Surely, I think, this can't be for real.
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