In 2010, on the occasion of their twentieth career anniversary, Opeth celebrated this significant milestone with a tour called "Evolution XX: An Opeth Anthology", consisting of six dates across Europe and the United States. From the performance on April 5 in London, "In Live Concert at the Royal Albert Hall" was derived, the band's third live album.

What distinguishes the album from the previous "Lamentations" and "The Roundhouse Tapes" is the presence of a truly hefty setlist that offers the Swedes the opportunity to best express their abilities, backed by a well-honed and cohesive lineup, where every member plays a crucial role.

The first half of the concert is occupied by the full execution of the album that in 2001 launched them towards international success: "Blackwater Park". Much has already been said about it, and from my end, I can say it is played impeccably, without flaws: the execution flows smoothly and the Swedes are metronomic but not without passion, quite the opposite! The first set offers very intense moments (The Leper Affinity, Blackwater Park) and pleasant surprises (a delicate and seductive Harvest) but the best is yet to come...

It is time for the "Opeth Anthology": one track from each album, in chronological order. It begins with the epic Forest of October and Advent, from "Orchid" and "Morningrise" respectively, the first two albums, considered by many as raw and incomplete works that, however, hinted at the insights of a band that would make their mark. Fifteen years later, it can be said with certainty that Opeth have come a long way, and what was once raw is now more mature than ever: the songs shine with a new light and keyboardist Per Wiberg contributes significantly to enriching the sound, weaving dark and captivating atmospheres at the same time. Following, two other gems: April Ethereal ("My Arms, Your Hearse") and The Moor ("Still Life"). The technical level begins to rise and, with it, the compositional creativity but the quintet does not miss a beat and performs excellently. The evolution continues: from Deliverance comes the ferocious Wreath, executed with unprecedented ferocity (Axenrot even adds a blast-beat at the end!) while Hope Leaves represents the melancholic candor of "Damnation": the true protagonist is Fredrik Akesson, who carves out his personal moment, inserting a grand and effective solo at the end, chilling. From "Ghost Reveries", one of the most complex pieces was chosen, Harlequin Forest, one of the best performances of the entire concert, both for precision and intensity. The task of closing the show is given to the song that best represents the new course of Opeth, The Lotus Eater, from the album "Watershed". Genius, irreverent, direct, multifaceted... adjectives abound for this track, which hits the mark and majestically concludes an exceptional concert.

All in all, it can be said that, apart from some debatable details (such as the too dry sound, or Mikael Åkerfeldt's excessively dry growl), "In Live Concert at the Royal Albert Hall" offers a precious testament to a band, for better or worse, in peak form, capable of delivering strong emotions through difficult music, not at all immediate, but with a unique and unmistakable style.

Thank you once again, Opeth, for twenty years of great music!

Tracklist and Lyrics

01   The Leper Affinity ()

We entered Winter once again
Naked, freezing from my breath
Neath the lid all limbs tucked away
This coffin is your abode from now and onwards

Your body is mine to avail
Such a tragic sight you are
Slave under my creed
Spurring me with those tears

I am beyond death
Midst a dreaming affinity
Saving strength now, faint whispers
Come erotic communion in its splendour

Fever mirrored ghosts
Night time consolation, cross the line
Draw murder into art
Sleep inside through days

In the wake of this relief
Shivering, longing for more
Insanity at its peak
Love me to my death

Lost are days of Spring
You sighted and let me in
Keep the beast inside
Shackled within my hide
Screaming out too late
Losing to my hate

Grew together with your skin
And paced the trails of sin
Your gaze covered with virgin snow
Rigid features
It's the shallow deeds who is to blame
Deafening shrieks pierced the night

A step from oblivion
Moving into the dim lights
Hiding within a reverie
It was worth it for the wait alone

Your body is mine to avail
Such a tragic sight you are
Slave under my creed
Spurring me with those tears

02   Bleak ()

Beating
Heart still beating for the cause
Feeding
Soul still feeding on the loss
Aching
Limbs are aching from the rush
Fading
You are fading from my sight

Break of morning, coldness lingers on
Shroud me into nightmares of the sun

Moving
I am moving closer to your side
Luring
You are luring me into the night
Crying
Who is crying for you here
Dying
I am dying fast inside your tears

Plunging towards bereavement faster yet
Clearing thoughts, my mind is set

Devious movements in your eyes
Moved me from relief
Breath comes out white clouds with your lies
And filters through me

You’re close to the final word
You’re staring right past me in dismay
A liquid seeps from your chest
And drains me away

Mist ripples round your thin white neck
And draws me a line
Cold fingers mark this dying wreck
This moment is mine

Help me cure you
Atone for all you’ve done
Help me leave you
As all the days are gone

Night falls again
Taking what’s left of me

Slight twist, shivering corpse
Ornated with water, fills the cracks
Clasped in my limbs by tradition
This is all you need

03   Harvest ()

Stay with me awhile
Rise above the vile
Lay my final rest
Poured into my chest

Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate
Wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait
Drained by the coldest caress, stalking shadows ahead
Halo of death, all I see is departure
Mourner's lament but it's me who's the martyr

Pledge yourself to me
Never leave me be
Sweat breaks on my brow
Given time ends now

Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate
Wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait
Drained by the coldest caress, stalking shadows ahead
Halo of death, all I see is departure
Mourner's lament but it's me who's the martyr

Spirit painted sin
Embers neath my skin
Veiled in pale embrace
Reached and touched my face

Into the orchard I walk peering way past the gate
Wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait
Drained by the coldest caress, stalking shadows ahead
(Release your grip, let me go, into the night)
Halo of death, All I see is departure
Mourner's lament but it's me who's the martyr

04   The Drapery Falls ()

Please remedy my confusion
And thrust me back to the day
The silence of your seclusion
Brings night into all you say

Pull me down again
And guide me into pain

I'm counting nocturnal hours
Drowned visions in haunted sleep
Faint flickering of your powers
Leaks out to show what you keep

Pull me down again
And guide me into

There is failure inside
This test I can't persist
Kept back by the enigma
No criterias demanded here
Deadly patterns made my wreath
Prosperous in your ways
Pale ghost in the corner
Pouring a caress on your shoulder

Puzzled by shrewd innocence
Runs a thick tide beneath
Ushered into inner graves
Nails bleeding from the struggle
It is the end for the weak at heart
Always the same
A lullaby for the ones who've lost all
Reeling inside
My gleaming eye in your necklace reflects
Stare of primal regrets
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 to your sound again
And lapse into the ways of misery

05   Dirge for November ()

Lost, Here is nowhere
Searching home still
Turning past me, all are gone
Time is now
The omen showed, Took me away
Preparations are done, This can't last
The mere reflection brought disgust
No ordeal to conquer, This firm slit
It sheds upon the floor, Dripping into a pool
Grant me sleep, Take me under
Like the wings of a dove, Folding around
I fade into this tender care

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