It is quite complicated to find a single noun to describe the music coming from the instruments of Opeth. Similarly, it is difficult to analyze the individual sections of the work, and to speak of simple songs might seem reductive, as well as limiting, barriers that do not belong to the Swedes. The most appropriate term in this context, which best describes the continuous flow of notes, divided into seven acts, is just one: small soundtracks. A sort of physical and spiritual journey at the same time, with a plot in continuous evolution, with great special effects and plot twists, that takes you to travel in parallel dimensions, at times ethereal, at times desolate and melancholic, at times dramatic.

In "Watershed" (2008), the last album of new material by the four (which also sees the entry of the new guitarist and drummer into the lineup), there is a lot of meat on the fire, maybe even too much. Passages of pure death metal, boiling and dark growls are accompanied by progressive rock influences and omnipresent elegant and refined clean vocals, which merge with dark atmospheres and echoes of jazz, folk, and blues. A rich, liquid, multiform, and multicolored sonic web, on which piano and keyboards, acoustic guitars, violins, cellos, violas, horns, and oboes stand out.

A work surely very demanding and proving for the ears of the listener and the average metalhead. Though they often make their compositions excessively long almost for taste, resulting prolix, one cannot deny, however, that we are facing a group exporting quality.

The brief and acoustic "Coil" with its reverberations and vaguely folk ornaments opens the dances and sees the alternation at the microphone between the leader Mikael Akerfeldt and the female voice of Nathalie Lorichs, the first real novelty of the album. A surprisingly simple piece for Opeth's standards, with a well-explicit song form, almost a rarity. This composition vaguely recalls the beautiful "The Islander" by Nightwish.

The calm and enveloping notes of the opener are, however, immediately broken by "Heir Apparent" condensed doom death metal on fire, in which Akerfeldt's terrible growl emerges, resounding in unison throughout the song, interrupted only by wonderful instrumental expanses (the furious accelerations halfway through and the epic progression solo at the end are marvelous) and by some acoustic guitar phrasing and additional instrumentation, which breaks the tension for a moment, making it the heaviest piece among the seven, as well as the best.

"The Lotus Eater" is characterized by the choice to accompany the clean singing with an intense blast beat in the background, while thematically it continues the discourse of the previous piece, although this time the focus is again on the clean vocals accompanying the growl.

The piece is broken into two sections by a long progressive part, in which violins break through and subsequently a bizarre electronic interlude developed by keyboards, which seems to have come out of a Nintendo game.

Subsequently arrive the more melodic pieces, the melancholic and reflective "Burden" opened by a moving piano riff, with strong seventies references, closed by a bizarre detuning of the acoustic, and the now clear now dark atmospheres of the single "Porcelain Heart," which alternates with precise familiarity dreamy acoustic sections with more metal and disdainful parts, reaching the climax in the last acoustic break before the aptly chosen concluding electric storm. Both pieces are marked by the complete presence of clean vocal lines.

While the final pieces are probably the least interesting and raise some doubts, especially the sixth "Hessian Peel", excessively long in its almost eleven and a half minutes, despite a beautiful calm atmosphere in the first part, that captures you, but is ruined by excessive instrumental digressions and by growls halfway which are frankly out of place.

The concluding "Hex Omega" tends to take up the acoustic/electric relay of "Porcelain Heart" but with lower results regarding emotional involvement.

There are no major defects in the songwriting phase, although sometimes greater simplicity of the underlying structures, and more careful dosage of the sound ingredients, would have been beneficial. To give voice to what I have expressed, it is worth taking the already mentioned track number six.

It is a work that must be listened to carefully, to be understood in all its nuances and to fully grasp every detail. Some will love Watershed, others will find it boring, however, it is a type of music that should be listened to only at certain times of the day, and in complete tranquility, preferably with headphones, alone with oneself.

A tasty dish that should be consumed with judgment and moderation, in small doses, without overindulging excessively.

Album rating 3.5/5

Tracklist Lyrics and Videos

01   Coil (03:10)

02   Heir Apparent (08:50)

03   The Lotus Eater (08:50)

The liquid is in your throat
One hopeless delight

After all you fell in love with death,
Life has aborted.
All you've had and all you became,
The night is calling, you pray for it.

A barren waste is your land
Your crops, they were sown to die

The skin is a mirror
The eyes hollow with ignorance
Health runs from your lips
Tucked in and safe in a world of sleep

All those years caring for a liar
A benefit road that is winding higher
You're a moth too close to the fire

You are stuck in a route of confusion
Changing and waiting and seeking the truth of it all

Fleeing your sorrows
Pushing your spirit away

The weakness of the psyche
A whisper from the heart of evil luring them all into despair
Resenting the goods of a savior

And cries out
For the restless will also die

A selection culled from the damned, drawing a lifeline of one
A friend died in your room and sought the birth of a follower

O brother, you are a killer and you target yourself
I wish you had never come back for us to see the beckoning end

And the pride of a mother brought flaws in a mother's son
And the love from a father was used by a father's son

Overheard us talking in a smoke of lost hope
The language of a parting so clear and so true
Overheard us talking

04   Burden (07:41)

I, once upon a time
Carried a burden inside
I sung a last goodbye
A broken rhyme I had underlined
There's an ocean of sorrow in you

A sorrow in me

I saw a movement in their eyes
That said I no longer knew the way
I had given up the ghost
A passive mind submit to fear
And the wait for redemption at hand

Waiting to fail

Failing again

If death should take me now
Count my mistakes and let me through
Whisper in my ear
You have taken more than we've received
And the ocean of sorrow is you

05   Porcelain Heart (08:00)

I, lost all I had (that April day),
I, turned to my friends (nothing to say),
I, wrote down a name (and read it twice),
I, wallowed in shame.

I, said that I love (eternal schemes),
I, cling to my past (like childish dreams)
I, promised to stay (and held my breath)
I, went far away.

I see blood spilled 'neath my feet,
Lead me through wastelands of deceit,
Rest your head now, don't you cry,
Don't ever ask the reason why

Kept inside our idle race
Grow seven idols, false embrace
Rest your head now don't you cry
Don't ever ask the reasons why.

06   Hessian Peel (11:25)

07   Hex Omega (07:00)

Two years In your heart One moment of doubt Two lives Torn apart One second from now Held him In your arms Your fever subside Always safe from harm Kept demons inside Still you always start runnin' Touch the light From the moon Some way mother cried Left us space here

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