On Sunday night, Matt and I attended an Opeth concert opened by Enslaved in Montreal, Quebec at Le Medley. The night was cool, dry, and still. Both of us had forgotten our high fidelity earplugs and were forced to purchase squishy foam ear-barriers that dampened a whopping 29 decibels. Le Medley is a lovely club, albeit one with an unfortunate architectural quirk: pillars that impede one’s view of the stage if one happens to get stuck behind them. The ceiling is made up of filigree wood carved flowers which, when the lights briefly touch upon them, reveal red, green, [...read more]