Black Dahlia is no stranger to transformation. The experimental musician and performance artist has built a reputation for inhabiting strange personas—half myth, half mirror—who blur the line between theatre, sound, and surreal performance. Her latest creation, The Imposter (out today via her own imprint, School of Dahlia), may be her boldest yet: a theatrical concept record that unfolds like a cosmic fever dream.
We spoke with Black Dahlia about the worlds within The Imposter, the beauty of losing oneself, and why identity is sometimes best understood through disguise.
The Imposter unfolds like a cosmic stage play — where did this story begin for you, and what first drew you to the idea of a wanderer lost between worlds?
I’m from a place we call Paradise; my home. One day, after spending time in the beautiful place in the sky called Self, I saw a beautiful beaming light in the distance so I followed it. It was a light that I felt I had been searching for and missing. But I lost control of the ship and fell into the sea. The arrival was scary.
The record feels deeply theatrical and psychological at once. Do you see The Imposter as a character separate from yourself, or as a reflection of your own shifting identities?
I’m not familiar with that term....but I keep hearing people mention it. I am I.
Light, masks, exile, transformation — these symbols run through the entire work. What do they mean to you in the context of this album?
My journey started with a light and ends in darkness. I felt myself changing along the way. Things became very peculiar and I couldn’t stop it. It’s been confusing...but delectable. I’ve seen many faces and I lost sense of who I am. I’m starting to feel more human by the day...I miss my Paradise.