24 MAYO, 2008.
Despues de haber asistido al concierto thrashero de BELLADONNA (Miercoles) y de los operisticos LIVA (Jueves), llegaba el turno de escuchar en un viernes frio y lluvioso, a los suecos OPETH: la mente maestra MIKAEL AKERDFELT, el inseparable MARTIN MENDEZ (Bajo), el ahora miembro fijo PER WIBERG (Teclados) y como nuevos componentes FREDIK AKESSON (Guitarra) y MARTIN AXENROT (Bateria). Un Medley a reventar. No cabia nadie mas, y no es una exageracion. Ir por un chela a la barra o ir al bano significaba perder por lo menos 15 minutos en ir y venir, inclueyendo tu lugar y sobretodo perder cada minuto de OPETH. Nuevamente como en conciertos anteriores en este escenario: LUCES, SONIDOS, AMBIENTE, GRITOS, ESCENARIO A LA PERFECCION!!!
Abririan el concierto los blackmetaleros DEATHMARCH. Black metal que nos hacia recordar a los GEHENNA del disco BLACK SEARED HEART y a los IMMORTAL mas melodicos. Black metal sin necesidad de CORPSEPAINT (para que?)... y la expectacion por OPETH crecia rapidamente.
LINK DEATHMARCH:
THIRD seria el siguiente grupo sobre el escenario. Rock progresivo de gran nivel. Panderos, congas, guitarras acusticas, un baterista que le pegaba a todo, canciones largas con cambios enreversados, con un vocalista en la onda FISH…y todos gritabamos, al igual que los musicos que estaban en escena: OPETH, OPETH, OPETH!!! 
Quince minutos tuvimos que esperar y por fin aparecia MIKAEL (portando orgulloso su playera de los SCORPIONS) y compania... y el Medley convertido en manicomio. Que se puede decir de ellos? Sin en disco son excelentes, en vivo es un maremagnum de sonidos y emociones. Invito a escuchar sus discos-canciones y dejar que fluya la melancolia, la furia, la lejana esperanza... y bienvenidos al reino lugubre de OPETH.
LINKS OPETH :
W E L C O M E T O T H E R E I G N O F O P E T H
NINE LEVELS OF HELL AND MELANCHOLY
(SETLIST)
I. “ SILENT DANCE OF THE FALL. EVERYTHING IS LOST. TORN BY THE ARRIVAL OF AUTUMN. THE BLINK OF AN EYE, YOU KNOW IT’S ME. YOU KEEPP THE DAGGER CLOSE AT HAND AND YOU SAW NOTHING. FALSE LOVE TURNED TO PURE HATE. THE WIND CRIED A LAMENTATION BEFORE MERGING WITH THE GREY…THAT DAY CAME TO AND END. (DEMON OF THE FALL; MY ARMS, MY HEARSE, 1998) ”
(SETLIST)
I. “ SILENT DANCE OF THE FALL. EVERYTHING IS LOST. TORN BY THE ARRIVAL OF AUTUMN. THE BLINK OF AN EYE, YOU KNOW IT’S ME. YOU KEEPP THE DAGGER CLOSE AT HAND AND YOU SAW NOTHING. FALSE LOVE TURNED TO PURE HATE. THE WIND CRIED A LAMENTATION BEFORE MERGING WITH THE GREY…THAT DAY CAME TO AND END. (DEMON OF THE FALL; MY ARMS, MY HEARSE, 1998) ”
II.- “ THERE IS A VOICE CALLING FOR ME, THERE ES A LIGHT COMING DOWN ON ME, THERE IS A DOUBT THAT IS CLEARING, THERE IS A DAY THAT IS DAWNING, THERE IS A WOUND THAT IS HEALING, THERE IS A SEASON WAITING FOR ME, THERE IS A ROAD THAT IS TURNING, THERE IS A FIRE STILL BURNING… THERE IS A PEACE I AM SEARCHING, THERE IS A FREEDOM I’M DEPENDING ON, THERE IS A PAIN THAT’S NEVER ENDING, THERE IS A RAIN FALLING ONLY ON ME, THERE IS A DREAM I AM LIVING, THERE IS A LIFE I AM DREAMING OF, THERE IS A DEATH I’M WAITING, THERE IS A HOME I AM DESERTING. (MASTER’S APPRENTICES; DELIVERANCE, 2002) "
III.- “ EVERYONE YOU BELIEVED IS A LIE, EVERYONE YOU LOVE IS A DEATH BURDEN… YOU ARE EVERYTHING, THEY ARE NOTHING… EVERY WAKING HOUR AWAITING A REVERIE TO UNFOLD AND NOW THEY ARE CALLING ME. LOUDER BY THE MINUTE. THE BAYING OF THE HOUNDS. CALLING ME BACK TO MY HOME. (THE BAYING OF THE HOUNDS; GHOST REVERIES, 2005) "
IV.- “ I CAN’T SEE THE MEANING OF THIS LIFE I’M LEADING. I TRY TO FORGET YOU AS YOU FORGOT ME. THIS TIME IS NOTHING LEFT YOU TO TAKE, THIS IS GOODBYE…VAT TIMES THE DARK’S FADING SLOWLY BUT IT NEVER SUSTAINS. WOULD SOMEONE WATCH OVER IN MY TIME OF NEED? (IN MY TIME OF NEED; DAMNATION 2003) "
V.- “ SAW HERE FADING, BLANK STARE INTO ME. CLENCHED FIST FROM THE BEAUTIFUL PAIN… AT LAST, WEAK AND TORN, I WENT DOWN DRAINED FROM STRENGTH, FLICKERING BREATH… FINALLY THERE TO COLLECT ME FROM THE BOWELS OF SIN. (SERENITY PAINTED DEATH; STILL LIFE, 1999) "
VI. “ SPIRITUAL DECAY- STILL SEEKING… MOURN THIS DEPARTURE – ALL WATCHING… CLOSURE TO BLEAK MATTERS – I’M LEAVING… END OF A SEARCH. COMING OF MORNING – RETURNING. (WREATH; DELIVERANCE, 2002) "
VII.- THERE’S NOBODY HERE, THERE’S NOBODY NEAR. Y TRY NOT TO CARE, DEAD EYES ALWAYS STARE. LET THESE MATTERS BE, DON’T TRUST WHAT YOU SEE. TAKE HOLD OF YOUR TIME, STEP INTO THE LINE. (TO RID THE DISEASE; DAMNATION, 2003) "
VIII.- LONG DAYS, SLOW WASTE, SEW LIES, SLOW HATE… NO MORE, COLD PACE, SLOW DAYS… THIS FUTILE TEST DROWNED IN THE LEVEDLS OF DECEPTION. IN THE YEAR OF HIS SOVEREIGN, RID US OF YOUR JUDGEMENT. (HEIR APPARENT; WATERSHED, 2008) "
IX.- “ YOU TURN YOUR BACK AND YOU WALK AWAY NEVER AGAIN, SPIRALLING TO THE GROUND BELOW LIKE AUTUMN LEAVES LEFT IN THE WAKE TO FADE AWAY. WAKING UP TU YOUR SOUND AGAIN AND LAPSE INTO THE WAYS OF MISERY. (THE DRAPPERY FALLS; BLACKWATER PARK, 2001) "
XES, 2008.
