Californian ‘occult songstress’ Chelsea Wolfe started playing her funereal brand of amplified art-folk in cathedrals, basements and old nuclear plants in 2009. She released an excellent debut, The Grime and The Glow, in 2010 and an even better follow-up, Apokalypsis, in 2011, reminiscent of early PJ Harvey with its blackened bluesy vibe.
Videos of the raven-haired Wolfe were so immersed in gothic iconography it seemed she’d never emerge from the shadows. But here, Wolfe flicks off the amplifiers and steps into the sun. Rather than wilt, like most goths do, she’s gone phototropic. It turns out her voice, which can whisper, rail, moan, and even nudge operatic virtuosity, needs none of the distorted, rasping effects she used before.
Unknown Rooms is sonically unadorned, yet soulfully laden, with Wolfe’s singular approach summarised in the opening track, ‘Flatlands’.
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