California native Chelsea Wolfe has always embodied both light and dark. Yet though her music is a raw strain of electric folk tinted by black metal and deep blues, it never wallows in despair. Instead, it wraps itself like a thick blanket around the human experience, encouraging uplift, seeking triumph. Her voice is a haunting call, warm and lingering, and her lyrics acknowledge life's obscure and melancholy moments in service to the unlikely truths and beauty they so often reveal. Her music exudes strength in the midst of adversity. It's fitting that Chelsea Wolfe's second album opens with a hair-raising, animalistic snarl--the sound of some beastly metamorphosis caught on tape. Apokalypsis finds the L.A. based artist perfecting her distinctly doom-drenched electric folk.