Number 8 of 2004 — Venus Hum: Big Beautiful Sky
I had this idea that when I was in Canada in May this year, I’d have plenty of time and inclination to complete my top 10 albums of 2004. Unfortunately that great plan never worked out, so I’m sat here on a Sunday early evening, with the Inverness rain pouring down outside.
Venus Hum were one of the first artists I discovered through the iTunes Music Store. Consisting of vocalist Annette Strean and two other guys Kip Kupin and Tony Miracle, they formed in 1999 and judging from their stylistic and musical influences: Kate Bush, keyboards and Depeché Mode respectively, they sound exactly like what you might expect them to. Especially when you consider they were mentored by Larry Tee. This is their full-length debut which was released in 2003.
“Some of my favourite colours in the world / Beat against my eyelids with the blues of green hummingbirds / Some of my favourite colours in the world / Beat against my eyelids with the reds of pink hummingbirds” (Hummingbirds)
Soul Sloshing sums up their quirky yet danceable nature, which could almost be Björk circa Big Time Sensuality, though with a more leftfield musical arrangement. Sonic Boom is similarly pixie-lated. Wordless May starts off ambient folk with synth pads then it all drops away apart from some electro percussion and Annette’s vocals. Later there are more of the synth pads and violins. A song that goes happily from A to B, but never quite in the way you think it should. Which sums up the whole album. It is distinctly individual, and whilst clearly influenced by other artists, it is never obvious or clichéd.
For example, Beautiful Spain comes on like a 60s road race soundtrack, the opening to a James Bond movie probably. Then there’s this gypsy violin break. Where did that come from? In fact, where did the whole of this song come from?
Then there’s the lyrics. I’m quite sure there is some logic to them. But aside from a couple of songs, and individual couplets, there are plenty of missing links. On The Bells however Annette sings about bells. It’s all bells. Bells. Lots of them. Bells. Bells. And we’re heading towards Jane Siberry territory before everything turns into a rather delicious string and synth laden anthem. There’s pure joy in Annette’s lyrics:
“Wading in a sea of lilacs / Praise you in a shroud of violets / Dew is resting on my eyelids / God is smiling now / Wading in a sea of lilacs / Praise you in a shroud of violets / Honey-running through me” (Honey)
Honey is all electro-ballad which then soars off into the sky with swirling pads and great percussion.
In Tori Amos’ book Piece by Piece, she writes about how she constructs songs in such a way to reach a pinnacle of maybe a couple of bars. The rest of the song is the build up, the foundation. I understand this when listening to this album in particular. It’s full of little ‘wow’ bits, with an integrity and individuality that makes it rather endearing.