Opeth takes us on a nearly two-hour adventure through their best songs since their debut in the mid-nineties.
The audience packing the pit at Kick Café five minutes before scheduled time shows this is a big day in Norway's southernmost town. All in the milieu, from the roughest heavyblooded to the tear-shading kittie, are gathered to celebrate Music.
Music we do get indeed. Opeth greet the crowd with a heavy and thick, lingering Heir Apparent; followed by an intense Ghost of Perdition, proof of Opeth's versatility in both technique and range of emotions, the tone for the evening is set. A crystal-clear sound and resonance, almost acoustic, is another keyword, and pays tribute to the band's musical finesses, granting our total involvement in the experience.
As expected, there is a moment of reflection at the middle of the show, which for once gives the band more room to rebound from the ballad interlude. I am for once mightily impressed by the band's live performance. From "live robots", as sometimes heard or thought, they've turned into a confident live act. It clearly suits the perfectionists to play with a big hangover (as we are told is the case), and I believe Opeth is at its best where they play as the main act, and indoors.
Thanks for a rich evening, Opeth. Definitely keep the line.