The singer-songwriter returns for a prestige goth reinvention, singing dramatic anthems of self-preservation that feel grander and bolder than anything she’s ever attempted

The Dark delivers on what it’s attempted to be: it’s not just another entry in an already stacked discography, it’s one where Chelsea Wolfe stopped hiding in the shadows and let them turn into something that resembles the light

The genre-blending Californian artist casts off past toxic influences with a powerful set of tender, brooding and emotionally charged songs that wouldn’t feel out of place as festival anthems

What makes each of its songs so enchanting is that very achievement of channeling moments between life and death, through sonic softness balanced with guitar-driven melodies that build into something transcendent, and lyrics that display a deep, moving introspection from Wolfe

Everything that makes her such a singular talent shines brighter than ever through The Dark