Enya’s Orinoco Flow vs Prodigy’s Smack my Bi*** Up

I have chosen a mashup today. These are two very popular songs from the early or mid 90s, I believe. Orinoco Flow by Enya, popularly known as Sail Away is a very serene and melodious song. Prodigy’s Smack my B***h Up is quite the opposite. Electronic music was relatively new then and I tried really hard to figure out the difference between trance and techno those days. I had a college friend who had a lot of Prodigy CDs. Back then, owning a CD itself was a big deal, let alone an entire collection. I was quite the envy in my circle as I was still in school and I had access to all these CDs {with no player but!}

The Orinoco is one of the longest rivers in South America. The instrumentals paint a serene picture of subconscious tranquility. When I hear this song, I feel like Enya is in some utopian fantasy bubble sailing away with this mystery partner. She names a few real places and some fictitious ones. I believe those are hints of the half-hearted reality that she wishes to merge with her imagination …where it’s so much better. It’s basically intermittently erratic momentary escapes from reality!

And when we fuse Prodigy into this beautiful song, it’s almost sacrilegious. But, for some reason these two marry quite beautifully. Prodigy’s doing their nerve-stimulating, almost psychosomatically-captivating music that’s exceptionally neither disturbing the pace or state of harmony meticulously portrayed by Enya. It’s like some disruptive-yet-enthralling blend! Yin and Yang! Balance of the extremes!

Like all my music-inspired poems, I suggest playing the song in the background as you read; it elevates the experience!

Prodigy VS Enya – poem by Ruelha

Sail away; sail away
Out of the fray
Under the shade of delusion
Laying in the shadows of illusion

Sail away; sail away
Under the visible tide I sway
Beneath the visible ripples
Lay a flood of ventricles

Sail away; sail away
Surprisingly emerges a ray
They're stationary, but there's life
Don't be so harsh; corals hurt with knives

Sail away; sail away
All describe it in a particular way
But, from the North to the South
I know exactly what it's all about

Sail away; sail away
Get away from routine and dismay
Only at the island on the moon
Away from this world, to be immune

These waves carry me to strange islands
And suddenly, my narrow horizons widen
I sail with the Orinoco Flow
Wherever it carries me, I go

Far beyond the Yellow Sea
Everything within me is contradictory
It's like I've developed a split personality
Sometimes, it's just me vs me

Is this my temporary alter ego?
Or my heart that overrides the mind's veto?
I sail with the Orinoco Flow
Wherever it carries me, I go

Sail away, sail away, sail away
Who's the predator? Who's the prey?
One's pumping adrenaline
The other's infusing serotonin
Disciplined enough to control these arrogant
Except the wild child that causes embarrassment
Dopamine, through cell receptors, they flow
Debating the intricate balance of life, this Orinoco
Sail away with the Orinoco flow
Take me to your whimsical meadow

- RUELHA
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Lyrics of Prodigy’s Smack My Bit** Up

Smack my bi*** up X 20

Lyrics of Enya’s Orinoco Flow {Sail Away}

Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
From Bissau to Palau, in the shade of Avalon
From Fiji to Tyree and the Isles of Ebony
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon
From Bali to Cali, far beneath the Coral Sea
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, up, adieu. Ooh ooh
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, up, adieu. Ooh ooh
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, up, adieu. Oh
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
From the North to the South, Ebudæ into Khartoum
From the deep sea of Clouds to the island of the moon
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never been
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never seen
We can sail, we can sail with the Orinoco Flow
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
We can steer, we can near
With Rob Dickins at the wheel
We can sigh, say goodbye Ross and his dependencies
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
We can reach, we can beach
On the shores of Tripoli
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
From Bali to Cali, far beneath the Coral Sea
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
From Bissau to Palau, in the shade of Avalon
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
We can reach, we can beach
Far beyond the Yellow Sea
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away