"You are what you love … and not what loves you back."

If you haven't, go listen right now to "Rabbit Fur Coat," the new album from Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins. It's streaming over at her website . I got turned on to it separately by two friends on the same day. It's as if you mashed together the voices of Hope Sandoval from Mazzy Star (or maybe Cowboy Junkies' Margo Timmins), the raw-polished sound of Lucinda Williams, and the wit and sarcasm of Nellie McKay's lyrics. For example:

Nothing is ever as good as it was
And what's good for your soul
Will be bad on your nerves if you reverse it

It's bound to melt your heart
One way or another
It's bound to melt your heart
For good or for bad
It's like a valentine
From your mother
It's bound to melt your heart

And we've lost the people we could have loved, and you...
What you know you have or what you think you aren't
It's never perfect

It's relatively rare that I fall so hard and so quickly for a new musician. The last time was about 6 months ago, when Hüsbando and I became obsessed with Andrew Bird. (We still are.) He manages to sound like a lounge lizard playing violin along with 1920s swing and singing lyrics that David Byrne might have written. Eclectic + cozy = awesome. Listen to a streaming version of his latest album, "The Mysterious Production of Eggs."