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★★☆☆ I really should stop listening to Opeth. This album is even further removed from progressive metal, and much closer to what I’d expect from Leprous or Ghost. Or the more expositional tediums of Dream Theater. It’s really not until “Will O The Wisp,” fourteen minutes into the album, that the band revisits familiar musical territory. And that’s shortlived. Otherwise, the band hew very closely to their 70s prog rock forebears. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, but if I wanted to hear an hour (plus!) of jangly guitars, symphonic orchestration, a Mellotron and Hammond organ, I’d listen to The Moody fucking Blues.