My first true appreciation of music happened with the discovery of Opeth, in 2002.

I come from a family with absolutely no propension for music, so it was not until I was 17 years old, when I had my first job, that I discovered metal. I used to work at Subway, and one of my coworkers was a cool black-clothed girl, and a die-hard fan of Opeth. She talked about their music as if it were the most wonderful thing on Earth. Out of sheer desire to share something with her, because, y'a know, she was so cool and I wanted her as a friend, I bought the then latest Opeth Album, Deliverance.

I was really out of my element, as I was used to the pop music that played on the radio. I never had heard growls before, and therefore I had some accustoming to do. I instinctively preferred the song A fair Judgement because of its clean vocals. I remember being literally enthralled by it, its power of evocation, prose and imagery. It's where it all started. I ended up loving the entire album, buying the next one, and then learned to download music with Morpheus song by song...

That was back in the days!