Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Share on Google+ Share on Reddit Share on Pinterest Share on Linkedin Share on Tumblr The daughter of Lee Ann Womack and songwriter Jason Sellers, Aubrie Sellers already had a leg up in the country music game simply by being born. But rather than relying on latent nepotism or riding the coattails of her established parents, Sellers has largely forged a musical identity of her own, one that has its roots in her parents’ milieu, but that puts its own spin on the genre (something she has deemed “garage country”). For her latest release, Far from Home, Sellers forgoes the more traditionally country-oriented material of her debut in favor of something a little more rocking. The title track is a slow-burn ballad riding the tide of a sustained drone and plaintive guitar figure and covering the usual slate of road-weary travelers’ complaints. What sets it apart from the hundreds of thousands of songs covering similar lyrical territory is both the delicate melody and the gorgeous harmonies, high and lonesome, that haunt the song’s chorus. It’s a subtly powerful opening statement that eases the listener into Sellers’ world of “garage country,” something that comes roaring to life on “My Love Will Not Change,” a duet with Steve Earle. Sellers has a high, pure voice that, at times, offers a timbre similar to Alison Krauss without the latter’s inherent fragility; in other words, it stands in sharp contrast to the surging, soaring muscular guitars that dominate the bulk of Far from Home. It’s a welcome contrast that makes the album so engaging, offering an unwavering light in the face of the heavy rock ‘n’ roll darkness. This is most evident on the aforementioned “My Love Will Not Change,” a hard-charging rocker that fully utilizes the album’s arsenal of guitarists (a reputed four, lending a heavy-as-fuck edge to the album) to earth-shaking effect. Recorded at Sonic Ranch outside of El Paso, Texas, a far remove from Nashville while still remaining within the basic geographically accepted area of country music, Far from Home sounds both rooted in country music and existing wholly outside the genre. “Lucky Charm” is a somewhat standard, mid-tempo country number filtered through gritty and grimy garage rock swagger. While not an entirely new genre, Sellers’ sound certainly lives up to its name and feels fresh and new enough to keep the listener engaged throughout. “Worried Mind” continues this approach, the song a slow-burn slashed through with a handful of distorted, twanging guitar lines creeping like snakes through the desert heat. It’s at once familiar, aesthetically and lyrically, yet wholly foreign, filtered as it is through the lens of heavier rock elements. Meanwhile, “Drag You Down” is all out rock ‘n’ roll swagger: ‘I’m gonna grab you by the collar of your hundred-dollar shirt/ If you think you’re feeling bad, baby, I can make it worse,” she sneers atop a galloping beat and molten guitars. Yet despite this grit and grime, Sellers’ voice remains a pure instrument unaffected by the chaos around her; a bit of brilliant white existing within the sonic morass surrounding it. A far heavier, headier affair than her debut, Far from Home is a welcome return from Sellers, who’s spent the last several years moving to Los Angeles to pursue an acting career (she just wrapped a run in the stage production of Love, Actually this past December) and one which hopefully marks a renewed focus on her own particular brand of (garage) country music.