REVIEW: Opeth - My Arms, Your Hearse
Candlelight Records, 1998
Ok. After all that water has been sterned around the music that comes out of the progressive death metal machine called Opeth lately, I decided to do a review of an album they did in their earlier years. "My Arms, Your Hearse" is the band's third album (last one still under the signature of Candlelight), and I must say, they didn’t evolve to the powerful band they are today from nothing. This record is more powerful and more beautiful than most of today's music from this genre. The entire record is a mixture of hell-bound adrenalin and soul. Pure satanic heaven layed down on 9 tracks. The ideas, the effective application of death imagery at its creepiest just keeps you tied to your CD player for as long as you hear the songs play. The "Prologue" eases your soul into the terrifying 50.35 minutes to come and after being violently ripped into another world by the enchanting melody of "April Ethereal", you land into an acoustic world that is the intro of "When". Just about getting used to the image of blue sky and puffy clouds when all hell breaks out and Opeth makes you realize once more that fire-adrenalin is all they want to be about. This kind of excitement carries on all through the record. The finishing song, called (of course) "Epilogue", is one of the saddest things I’ve ever listened to. "My Arms, Your Hearse" is such a powerful album that I consider it one of the best of the genre. The twins "Deliverance" and "Damnation" are better orchestrated, and are generally better music-wise, but I just didn’t feel the same kind of soul that I did on this one. The reason I made this review was to remind people of the great projects that Opeth have in their portofolio and to be able to say that, although they’ve evolved a lot music-wise (and the last two records ARE clearly amazing), they just couldn’t touch my soul lately as much as they used to...