1. The Violet Hour were an early 90s act that straddled progressive rock, goth and folk. They released one album, The Fire Sermon and two CD singles, Could Have Been and Falling on Sony. With songs characterised by thoughtful flute interludes, subtle guitar, distinctive bluesy vocals and effective strings & keyboards they were swallowed up by the UK musical wasteland of 1991. They supported Marillion on the Holidays In Eden tour.
Line up: Doris Brendel - vocals, flute, acoustic guitar. Mark Waite - keyboards. Martyn Wilson - guitars. Andrew Fox - bass. Sean Holborn - drums.
2. The Violet Hour is a musical foursome from Copenhagen, Denmark. The members have been playing in various rock bands for half a decade, but in the fall of 2000 the four friends decided to team up and explore the realms of lo-fi folk rock. Daniel Rastén writes the lyrics, sings and plays guitar. The others play bass, drums, guitars, melodica, banjo, saw and piano, they also do background vocals, the line-up varies with the expression of the music. Despite the many different instruments used the musical expression always remains minimalistic, uniting lo-fi and folkrock. Although the sources of inspiration are many, with life itself being the main influence, names such as Karate, Leonard Cohen, Neil Young and Codeine could be worth mentioning. At least to get your attention! Remember - Don’t just listen with your ears...
The Violet Hour is: Daniel Rastén, Simon Rastén, Jonas Jensen and Jan ’Damage’ Petersen.
3. The Violet Hour was a band from Thousand Oaks, California, USA. They recently released their debut EP "Here At The End Of Things" digitally and have recently gone into the studio to begin other works. Quoted from a local newspaper, The Violet Hour are "a unique combination of Brand New and My Chemical Romance."
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4. The Violet Hour was a mid-90s ethereal band from Southern California. The lineup included Judy Neubauer on vocals, Torin Monahan on fretless bass, Scott Aguero on drums, and Stuart Crawford-Browne on guitar. They released one full-length CD, Galdr, in 1997.
5. The Violet Hour is the Baltimore-based duo of Beth Varden and Andriana Pateris, who released a self-titled album of ethereal guitar-based soundscapes in 2011.
The Spell
The Violet Hour Lyrics
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Left behind the room that was my life
Look at the sky
The sun just laughs and winks at you
Enter the violet woods
Feeling that you have some company
A caterpillar tree's
Wings fold your beating heart
Don't ask me when
Or you will never speak again
Open the doors
Inside your mind
Don't be afraid of what you find
Under your bed it is the little people
Who put the fears inside your head
The things you said will be forgotten
As the earth goes turning round inside your head
It spins around, around...
Past the point of no return
You come across a creature being born
A unicorn
You watch it struggle to it's feet
And as you wander free
You step down through the valley to the sea
You're who you want to be
You hear the mermaids call your name
It's hard to breathe
You spiral down
And think that you must savely down
Shake off the dream
Shake off the spell
Or else this tale you'll never tell
Under your bed it is the little people
Who put the fears inside your head
The things you said will be forgotten
As the earth goes turning round inside your head
It spins around, around...
Don't break the spell
Don't ask me when
Or you will never speak again
Open the doors
Inside your mind
Don't be afraid of wha
It's hard to breathe
You spiral down
And think that you must savely down
Shake off the dream
Shake off the spell
Or else this tale you'll never tell
Under your bed it is the little people
Who put the fears inside your head
The things you said will be forgotten
As the earth goes turning round inside your head
It spins around, around...
The Violet Hour's song "The Spell" is a journey of self-discovery through a mystical forest filled with creatures and magical occurrences. The singer steps outside of their room, possibly their comfort zone or current reality, and looks up at the sky only to find the sun laughing and winking at them. They then enter the violet woods, feeling as though they have some company as they come across the caterpillar tree. The tree's wings fold the singer's beating heart, giving them a sense of calm and protection.
As they continue on their journey, the singer warns against breaking the spell or asking when it will end, or else they will never speak again. They encourage the listener to open the doors within their mind and not be afraid of what they find. The little people under the bed are blamed for the fears inside one's head, and it's suggested that the things one says will be forgotten as the earth goes turning round inside one's head, spinning around and around.
The song culminates in the discovery of a unicorn struggling to its feet and the singer becoming who they want to be as they hear the mermaids calling their name. The journey ends with a warning to shake off the dream and break the spell, or else the tale will never be told. Overall, "The Spell" is a whimsical adventure through a mystical forest that encourages self-discovery and embracing the unknown.
Line by Line Meaning
I went outside today
I ventured out of my comfortable abode
Left behind the room that was my life
I temporarily put aside my mundane existence
Look at the sky
Observe the blue expanse above
The sun just laughs and winks at you
The star appears to be gleefully acknowledging you
Enter the violet woods
Proceed into the mysterious purple forest
Feeling that you have some company
Sensing that you are not alone
A caterpillar tree's
A tree where insects metamorphose
Wings fold your beating heart
Your emotions are aroused
Don't break the spell
Do not disrupt the enchantment
Don't ask me when
Do not inquire about timing
Or you will never speak again
Else you will be unable to recount this experience
Open the doors
Unlock the barriers that prevent your mind from expanding
Inside your mind
Within your own thoughts
Don't be afraid of what you find
Do not be fearful of your discoveries
Under your bed it is the little people
Tiny creatures under the bed responsible for causing anxiety
Who put the fears inside your head
The ones responsible for instilling worries in your mind
The things you said will be forgotten
Your declarations will not be remembered
As the earth goes turning round inside your head
As thoughts constantly rotate in your mind
It spins around, around...
A never-ending cycle
Past the point of no return
Moved beyond the point of reversal
You come across a creature being born
An encounter with an emerging entity
A unicorn
A mystical horse with a single horn
You watch it struggle to it's feet
You witness its difficult efforts to stand
And as you wander free
While you roam without constraint
You step down through the valley to the sea
You descend to the ocean from the valley
You're who you want to be
You have become the person you desire
You hear the mermaids call your name
You perceive the sirens summoning you
It's hard to breathe
It is a struggle to inhale air
You spiral down
You twirl downwards
And think that you must savely down
Pondering that you must land safely
Shake off the dream
Cast away the vision
Shake off the spell
Dispel the magic
Or else this tale you'll never tell
Else you will be unable to recount this story
Don't break the spell
Do not disrupt the enchantment
Don't ask me when
Do not inquire about timing
Or you will never speak again
Else you will be unable to recall this experience
Open the doors
Unlock the barriers that prevent your mind from expanding
Inside your mind
Within your own thoughts
Don't be afraid of wha
Do not be fearful of your discoveries
It's hard to breathe
It is a struggle to inhale air
You spiral down
You twirl downwards
And think that you must savely down
Pondering that you must land safely
Shake off the dream
Cast away the vision
Shake off the spell
Dispel the magic
Or else this tale you'll never tell
Else you will be unable to recount this story
Under your bed it is the little people
Tiny creatures under the bed responsible for causing anxiety
Who put the fears inside your head
The ones responsible for instilling worries in your mind
The things you said will be forgotten
Your declarations will not be remembered
As the earth goes turning round inside your head
As thoughts constantly rotate in your mind
It spins around, around...
A never-ending cycle
Contributed by Bentley H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Mike D
I saw this band support marillion about 30 years ago. I still listen to this terrific album.
Mirjam Purmerend
So did I, in Rotterdam. Their music struck me, so I bought the album after the concert. Never regretted it, still enjoy listening.
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Like Mike D, I was lucky enough to see these guys support Marillion. Saw them at the Hammersmith Odeon. Bought the cd, great stuff!
David Harris
@Tony Waeland Unfortunately me and a mate got to the Bradford gig too late for VH, despite being on their guest list. Holidays In Eden tour, if I recall.
And my copy of the Fire Sermon got nicked when me and my housemate/landlord were burgled in '99, never found it again
Tony Waeland
Same here and still play it constantly.
hagst27
J'ai acheté au V.Megastore de Paris ce CD (The Fire Sermon) juste après avoir écouté quelques mesures, et j'en reste enthousiaste. Incroyable, invraisemblable que The Violet Hour ne soit pas devenu des stars planétaires. C'est d'une injustice cosmique. Doris Brendel est un génie.
Pam Rice
thank you kid for the good times. love you Pammie. and all good mus&keech people like u. & remember next time I'm like next time lol& stoney larue