Minneapolis torn-leather psychedelicists Daughters Of The Sun cop a tripped deathless vibe on their fourth, and most far-gone, full-length, Ride To Die. Severed by distance (singer/guitarist Nick Koenigs transplanted to LA), and pulled omni-directionally by other projects (Koenigs as Filthy Huns; percussionist Bennett Johnson and multi-instrumentalist Collin Gorman Weiland in Dreamweapon), the trio transmute these tolls into seven of their best badlands kosmosis interstate benders yet taped. The disintegrated chemistry of dirt-road hunts like "Desert Grave" or "Sater's Ghost" sounds ingrained but reborn, bruised engines re-revving to life. Highway synth rhythms flutter between motorcycle riffs and pummeling war drums, evoking landscapes harboring psychic venom, a spirit bleaching the grease-stained sand. Moments of survivor wisdom burn too - the burned lope of "Lonely At The Top," the rainstorm techno pulsing under "Fly By," the 4:20 fatal vision intro to "Reigns Of Iron." As songs and textures the LP pushes past their previous recordings into some unknown wrecked horsepower zone.
