H.C. McEntire's “Lionheart” is a sweeping, introspective Dolly-esque record about religion and queerness. (Heather Evans Smith/Merge Records)

Heather McEntire has a few issues with the formulaic narratives of the country songs she grew up with in rural Appalachia. Man and woman fall in love. Heartbreak ensues. Maybe sprinkle in a little idealism, or a return to a particular brand of righteous living. For McEntire, who got her start in punk rock bands, those ideas didn’t resonate.

“Growing up, country music was all that was around me, and hymns, and neither one of those narratively felt accurate to what I was feeling,” she says. “It’s a real bummer when you love country music and you hear these songs that you remember in the ’80s that you know every single word to, but you can’t really apply it to your life. Or even further, at some point it really directly conflicts with your beliefs.”

But the North Carolina songwriter decided to embrace that kind of music and released her solo debut album, “Lionheart,” in January under the moniker H.C. McEntire. It’s full of sweeping, introspective, Dolly Parton-esque tunes that find McEntire grappling with religion and her family’s difficulty in accepting her queerness. McEntire says she wasn’t trying to reclaim country music so much as guide her audience through their own vulnerabilities.

Along the way, she gained an unlikely advocate in punk icon Kathleen Hanna, founder of the legendary feminist punk group Bikini Kill. After seeing McEntire perform in 2014, Hanna encouraged her to open up about her life in song, and coached her through the recording of “Lionheart” from afar.

“When Kathleen and I started collaborating, I wasn’t sure what was happening,” McEntire says. “I really thought we were going to make a punk record and my dreams were going to come true. . . . I was at a place within my creative identity where I wasn’t sure which direction to go, and what I realize now is she guided me to my strength and what would empower me as a person.”

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