Metrics of Affection is an apt title for Bombadil’s latest release. Securing 13 tracks that focus on the dynamics of love and loss, the band speculates on emotions one endures within any given situation—or relationship. The folk-pop aesthetic adds a lively touch, giving the album a somewhat hopeful tone amidst all the chaotic feelings laid bare along the way. Yet these aren’t all sad manifestos; some jaunty moments include opening track “Angeline” and “Born at 5:00,” but the most poignant and heartfelt moment arrives with “Have Me,” a love ballad that says, if you can’t have it all, at least be happy you can have me. Yeah, it’s sentimental shit, but it’s always nice to hear. (Mark Lopez)
The Copper Gamins Los Ni–os de Cobre (Saustex)
Unabashedly following in the stripped-down, two-piece footsteps of The White Stripes and The Black Keys, these two unpretentious, 24-year-old Mexico City hillbillies keep things dependably groovy on their second release. Headlining for local cutecore, trash-rock duo Pancakes recently, The Copper Gamins had hips shakin’ on an otherwise sleepy Sunday night. Los Niños de Cobre captures 75 percent of the dry-humping energy these guys have live, but this group clearly excels on stage. With more explicitly bad habits, these dudes would fit right in on Voodoo Rhythm Records. So if you’re a fan of high-order trash, give this a shot. (Geoffrey Plant)
Cowboys and Indian Cowboys and Indian (Self-released)
Cowboys and Indian was the first band I interviewed as music editor. Their charm and well-rounded wit—coupled with relaxed and spirited banter—made for a terrific interview. At that time, the band had only released covers. And now? Their self-titled debut album is 11 radio-ready tracks and explores the group’s capacity for original composition. “American Cars & American Girls” would feel right at home at any honky tonk worth its salt. Instinctively swiveling your hips to album opener “Tell Me Why” is a given. Love lost, pined for and won and ambition are the main lyrical themes. If you dig country and rockabilly, indulge yourself—’cause this is what a debut sounds like, y’all. (Samantha Anne Carrillo)
