I have been moved twice today, by 2 very different records.

ZAZEN BOYS’s new record is just the aural equivalent of what I imagine I’d be like if I were on crack and in an orgy with the entire male cast of Queer as Folk. An extraordinarily trippy adrenaline rush. What does “trippy” mean, anyway? I’m not too sure myself, but it feels appropriate here.

Jenny Lewis’s Acid Tongue might just be the most beautiful thing I have heard in ages. It really shines in its simplicity and raw emotion. I am kinda drowning in my own vomit cos’ I just regurgitated every single cliche you might read in a piece of music journalism, but there is no better way to describe this record, really. I love love the title track. Her voice drips sex and heartache and everything that is beautiful. I’ve been lamenting lately that I need to fall in love; I think I just have.

I just had timtams and milk and I am still hungry. I would really love a plate of kimchi fried rice now.