Collin Herring
Past Life Crashing
Independent

"This nation's driveway turns right off the highway," Collin
Herring wisely observes on his third album Past Life Crashing.
The troubling thing though is that it's Herring who seems to be at the
wheel. Filled with sandstorms, lingering arguments, unread letters and
ill-advised late night decisions, Past Life Crashing is a stirring
collection of roots rock punctuated by acute emotional devastation.
Which, my friends, make these songs such killers. The punchy jangle
of "Yard Cars" illustrates how easy it is to get sucked into
the darkness; "Sidekick" is a wistful acoustic number about
loneliness, while the rippling "Pictures" finds the Fort Worth
native asking, "Is there bad air between us?" Of course there
is and he knows it. Actually, Herring knows a lot of thingshe knows
what will happen if he calls the girl in the middle of the night, he
knows what will happen if he stops avoiding the truth and he knows what
will happen if he decides to get it all together: sooner or later he'll
screw it all up again. A crushing revelation, but Herring seems to work
best under the influence of a demolished spirit: check out the hushed
regret of "I Guess" or the violin-drenched "Punches"
which finds Herring admitting, "I used to be a warrior." Every
number here is like a glimpse into an open wound. And grisly of a look
as that may be, it sounds terrific.
Alex Green