- May 24, 2009
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...you first heard Opeth's music?
I did a search and could not find this topic...although I admit I think it's been done before.
I was in Iraq surfing iTunes, looking for metal that I didn't think sounded like everything else. It was during one of those periods where the Internet wasn't so slow that you wanted to gouge out your own eyeballs. I worked nights for a while over there. Things move a bit faster when everyone else is asleep.
I had heard of Opeth before...probably back in the mid-90's, but figured that they sucked, sound unheard. Stupid me. Stuck in the 80's.
I first clicked on Windowpane. I found it quite haunting. Then I sampled Blackwater Park. It was then that I had a revelation. Maybe I had finally found a metal band not named Tool that had some originality. I started to secretly play everything from Orchid to Ghost Reveries on my ipod while we were on convoys. I'd have one earbud dedicated to crew communication, and the other discreetly playing old Opeth songs that were brand-new to me. It made me hyper-vigilant because I always wanted to live to hear the next song. And I was the lead gunner! I'd be pumping my mental fist to a song like Wreathe while watching out for snipers and roadside bombs. I'm not saying that Opeth saved my life, but the music definitely kept my neuro-transmitters firing at a rapid rate. Nowadays I associate certain songs with where I was and what I was doing while in harm's way. I recently saw a live show, and it damned near made me emotional from all of the intense visuals I experienced from each song they played.
Since that year in Iraq, I've had the pleasure of bingeing on Opeth's music with all of the enthusiasm of a 12 year-old boy looking at his first pictures of naked breasts.
I admit that I'm a noob, and that I'm old as fuck (37). But this music makes me feel like I'm exactly where Mikael was in his head while writing the lyrics. And the musicianship is beyond reproach. I even turned my classically guitar-trained, 54 year-old father into an Opeth fan.
So if anyone else feels like the first time they discovered Opeth was a pivotal life moment, I'd love to hear about where you were and what you were doing.
I did a search and could not find this topic...although I admit I think it's been done before.
I was in Iraq surfing iTunes, looking for metal that I didn't think sounded like everything else. It was during one of those periods where the Internet wasn't so slow that you wanted to gouge out your own eyeballs. I worked nights for a while over there. Things move a bit faster when everyone else is asleep.
I had heard of Opeth before...probably back in the mid-90's, but figured that they sucked, sound unheard. Stupid me. Stuck in the 80's.
I first clicked on Windowpane. I found it quite haunting. Then I sampled Blackwater Park. It was then that I had a revelation. Maybe I had finally found a metal band not named Tool that had some originality. I started to secretly play everything from Orchid to Ghost Reveries on my ipod while we were on convoys. I'd have one earbud dedicated to crew communication, and the other discreetly playing old Opeth songs that were brand-new to me. It made me hyper-vigilant because I always wanted to live to hear the next song. And I was the lead gunner! I'd be pumping my mental fist to a song like Wreathe while watching out for snipers and roadside bombs. I'm not saying that Opeth saved my life, but the music definitely kept my neuro-transmitters firing at a rapid rate. Nowadays I associate certain songs with where I was and what I was doing while in harm's way. I recently saw a live show, and it damned near made me emotional from all of the intense visuals I experienced from each song they played.
Since that year in Iraq, I've had the pleasure of bingeing on Opeth's music with all of the enthusiasm of a 12 year-old boy looking at his first pictures of naked breasts.
I admit that I'm a noob, and that I'm old as fuck (37). But this music makes me feel like I'm exactly where Mikael was in his head while writing the lyrics. And the musicianship is beyond reproach. I even turned my classically guitar-trained, 54 year-old father into an Opeth fan.
So if anyone else feels like the first time they discovered Opeth was a pivotal life moment, I'd love to hear about where you were and what you were doing.