Hymn For Her Drive Til U Die (CD)

For Lucy Tight and Wayne Waxing of Hymn for Her, 'Drive Til U Die' is more than an album title. It's a manifesto. A mantra. But to call this Americana duo road warriors would be a misnomer; to them, the road isn't a battleground to conquer, it's their beloved home. A nomadic tribe with their young daughter, they dwell in a '61-vintage Bambi Airstream towed by a Ford van whose odometer shows nearly half a million miles - a trip to the moon. And back. Sleeping to the rhythm of spinning wheels, they thrive on spontaneity, friends and the moments that make it worthwhile: when they stand onstage and unleash their dynamic yin-yang of high-octane outlaw rockers and honey-sweet, harmony-laden ballads. 

Lucy and Wayne, who share a fondness for rustic life, have been described as hillbillies with electronics, while their sound has drawn such amusing phrasery as a riotous, rocking roadkill stew, juiced-up backwoods country blues [injected] with a dose of desert-rock psychedelia and Hells Angels meet the Amish. Their Facebook page genre definition reads, punksy folksy airstreamy country bluesy grassy waynesy lucy take you on a hayride to hellsy. Yeah, that'll work. They spell it all out in the first track, 'Devil's Train,' the raucous rocker from which the Aug.12, 2016 release draws its title: We're takin this ride til the well runs dry, half a million miles gonna drive til we die. 

The groovin twanger 'Hi Ho Silver,' another ode to the road, began as notes about hitching and unhitching the Airstream, a rather complex process. When we were done, it sounded like a song; one with a galloping finish that'll make Lone Ranger fans wave their hats. They bring it on home with album-ender 'The Road Song,' a rollicking rocky- tonker in which they shout, "Ain't nothin like this here life, got nothin to hold me down. Disappear into the night, feel them wheels hit the ground, keep rollin round!"