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Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleeping in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda gue-ro? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guate-malan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Ver-mont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up gue-ro? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleeping in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas
beatseats with a beat
Introduction
This cookbook is not simply about reading a list of ingredients and a set of instructions. It is about an experience. It is Eats with a Beat, an amalgamation of my passions for food and music. This book is a collection of recipes, each paired with a song. The song is matched with the dish based on a mood or a vibe, and organized into three distinct sections: Zesty, Mellow, and Cool. At the back of the book, every song within each section can be found in a playlist reflecting the general mood of that section.
To enjoy the best experience while cooking with these recipes, it is recommended that you download the three playlists, and play the music while preparing the dishes. If you are feeling peppy and ener-gized, ready to go and full of life, you might choose to listen to the Zesty playlist, while preparing a zesty dish. If you are feeling quiet and cozy, visit the Mellow section. Explore the Cool selection if you are feeling more creative, loose and laid back.
This eat with a beat cookbook is intended to bring us back down to earth in small moments during our busy lives. We are always on the go, but cooking and preparing food should be something to be enjoyed. This book is meant to encourage you to slow down, be present in the moment, and enjoy the act of cooking. It should not be a chore, it should be a positive experience. To foster a more full experience in the act of cooking, try making your eats to a beat!
Colette Cartier
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
zesty
Contents
Hot Chilli Udon Noodles 11
Savory Salmon + Mango Salsa 17
Other x
Other x
Other x
mellowCreamy Eggplant Risotto 25
Sweet Miso Roasted Portebello Penne 31
Other x
Other x
Other x
coolFresh Cucumber + Ginger Sushi Rolls 39
Crisp Roasted Beet Citrus Salad 45
Other x
Other x
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
zesty
Hot Chilli Udon Noodlesw/ edamame + sprouts
Serves 22 package udon noodles
1 tbsp vegetable oil2 garlic cloves, crushed1 cup shelled edamame2 heads bok choy1 fresh red chili, finely chopped3 tbsp cilantro, chopped2 cups bean sprouts1 tbsp sesame seeds
Sauce1 tbsp fresh grated gingerjuice of 1 lime2 tbsp sesame oil2 tbsp palm nectar1 tsp tamarind paste2 tsp tamari1 tsp sea salt
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Que onda Guero, BeckSuggested Beat:
23
Q u é onda guero? Qué onda
Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a
mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que
onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleeping in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster
crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda gue-ro? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras
on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you go-ing? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda gue-
ro? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park
La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the
vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda gue-
Qué onda guero? Qué onda
Jose? See the vegetable man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a
mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que
onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleeping in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda gue-ro? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you go-ing? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer
ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda gue-
ro? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park
La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the
vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda gue-
Que onda GueroArtist: Beck
Savory Spring Salmonw/ mango + avocado salsa
Serves 21 fillet fresh salmon1 tbsp olive oil1 tsp sea salt1 tsp pepper1 tsp anise seeds
Salsa1 tbsp olive oil1 lime (juice)1 mango diced1 avocado diced1 red onion chopped fine1/4 cup cucumber diced3 tbsp cilantro, chopped1 tbsp anise seeds 4 leaves butter lettuce
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Amore (sexo), Santana ft. Macy GraySuggested Beat:
23
It’s like the ocean baby You make
me feel so sexy Love so understating For only you I’m waiting You turn me on My love is
on and on and You touch me makes me crazy I feel your body and me It’s like the ocean at sea My love is never ending
You and me It’s like a dream my baby Amore, sexo Amore, my love is on and on and on Amore, sexo Amore, my love is on and on It’s like
the wind beneath me The passion flows so freely Close to you I get free Wheneaver you fill my needs I turn you on My love is on and on and I feel
it all in my knees And I know how good it will be It’s like the wind beneath me My love is never ending You and me It’s like a dream my baby Amore, sexo Amore, my live is on and on and on Amore, sexo Amore, my live is on and onIt’s like the ocean baby You make me feel so sexy Love so understating For only you I’m waiting You turn me on My love is on and on and You touch me makes me crazy I feel your body and me It’s like the ocean at sea My love is never ending You and me It’s like a dream my baby Amore,
sexo Amore, my love is on and on and on Amore, sexo Amore, my love is on and on It’s like the wind beneath me The pas-
sion flows so freely Close to you I get free Wheneaver you fill my needs I turn you on My love is on
and on and I feel it all in my knees And I know how good
Amore (sexo)Santana ft. Macy Gray
It’s like the ocean baby You make
me feel so sexy Love so understating For only you I’m waiting You turn me on My love is
on and on and You touch me makes me crazy I feel your body and me It’s like the ocean at sea My love is never ending
You and me It’s like a dream my baby Amore, sexo Amore, my love is on and on and on Amore, sexo Amore, my love is on and on It’s like the wind beneath me The passion flows so freely Close to you I get free Wheneaver you fill my needs I turn you on My love is on and on and I feel it all in my knees And I know how good it will be It’s like the wind beneath me My love is never ending You and me It’s like a dream my baby Amore, sexo Amore, my live is on and on and on Amore, sexo Amore, my live is on and onIt’s like the ocean baby You make me feel so sexy Love so understating For only you I’m waiting You turn me on My love is on and on and You touch
me makes me crazy I feel your body and me It’s like the ocean at sea My love is never ending You and me It’s like a dream my baby Amore,
sexo Amore, my love is on and on and on Amore, sexo Amore, my love is on and on It’s like the wind beneath me The pas-
sion flows so freely Close to you I get free Wheneaver you fill my needs I turn you on My love is on
and on and I feel it all in my knees And I know how good
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
mellow
Creamy Eggplant Risottow/ lemon and basil
Salsa1 tbsp olive oil1 lime (juice)1 mango diced1 avocado diced1 red onion chopped fine1/4 cup cucumber diced3 tbsp cilantro, chopped1 tbsp anise seeds
Fish Seasoning1 tbsp olive oil1 tsp sea salt1 tsp pepper1 tsp anise seeds
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Down the Burning Rope, James Vincent McMorrowSuggested Beat:
23
W h e n the hills let go Slowly
fade into the water like some ancient lover On a ship filled with ghosts It’s something
to behold When the paper thin girls With twisting little braids in their hair, They take off their coats and throw Peb-
bles and stones from the side of the boat, Crying out The stones they float, the stones they float Oh my God, the stones they float, the stones
they float Down the burning ropes Past the places where the steal beams meet concrete skies You make your bed under the moonlight I think it’s time
we said goodbye Cause nothing moves in the warm air And words that once would cut like a knife, They just hang in the cloud and you’re Pushed by the lord, But you’re pulled by the crowds and You’re overboard, you’re overboard Oh my God, she’s overboard My love she’s overboard She’s overboard My love she’s overboard There’s not a shell unbroken In the valley where my heartache and the timbers lay It’s not the time to be hanging around here You know what some might say That people get too reckless That even
with the simplest of crimes They leave, blood behind, As I clean the knife for the very last time I think she knows, I think she
knows Oh my God, I think she knows I think she knowsWhen the hills let go Slowly fade into the wa-
ter like some ancient lover On a ship filled with ghosts It’s
When the hills let go Slowly
fade into the water like some ancient lover On a ship filled with ghosts It’s something
to behold When the paper thin girls With twisting little braids in their hair, They take off their coats and throw Peb-
bles and stones from the side of the boat, Crying out The stones they float, the stones they float Oh my God, the stones they float, the stones they float Down the burning ropes Past the places where the steal beams meet concrete skies You make your bed under the moonlight I think it’s time we said goodbye Cause nothing moves in the warm air And words that once would cut like a knife, They just hang in the cloud and you’re Pushed by the lord, But you’re pulled by the crowds and You’re overboard, you’re overboard Oh my God, she’s overboard My love she’s overboard She’s overboard My love she’s overboard There’s not a shell unbroken In the valley where my
heartache and the timbers lay It’s not the time to be hanging around here You know what some might say That people get too reckless That even
with the simplest of crimes They leave, blood behind, As I clean the knife for the very last time I think she knows, I think she
knows Oh my God, I think she knows I think she knowsWhen the hills let go Slowly fade into the wa-
ter like some ancient lover On a ship filled with ghosts It’s
Down the Burning RopeJames Vincent McMorrow
Sweet Miso Roasted Portobello Pastaw/ arugula + pistacchios
Pasta2 portabello caps2 cups pasta1 cup pistacchios2 cups arugula1 lemon
Marinade2 tbsp miso paste1 tbsp sesame oil1 tsp tamarind paste1 tbsp tamari1 tbsp soya sauce
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Jewels and Gold, Angus + Julia StoneSuggested Beat:
23
G o i n g round, I’m going round to my
friends house, To get myself high. It takes me to a different place where nothing leaves my
mind. But men in blue knocked on my door, and said “I’ve come to kill off your kind”, it’s the killing of the mind. The circus
came, then packed up there things. When there’s no ones around, We’ll be high as kings, without the things, like jewels and gold. I’m
rolling down, I’m rolling down to my hotel, between the lines. The paperboy still looks the same, as the old get old and the young are feeling fine. A soldier
came knocked down my walls and said “ I’ve come to kill off your kind” It’s the killing of the mind. The circus came, then packed up there things. When there’s no one around, we’ll be high as kings, without the things, like jewels and gold.I’m going round, I’m going round to my friends house, To get myself high. It takes me to a different place where nothing leaves my mind. But men in blue knocked on my door, and said “I’ve come to kill off your kind”, it’s the killing of the mind. The circus came, then packed up there things.
When there’s no ones around, We’ll be high as kings, without the things, like jewels and gold. I’m rolling down, I’m rolling down
to my hotel, between the lines. The paperboy still looks the same, as the old get old and the young are
feeling fine. A soldier came knocked down my walls and
Jewels and GoldAngus + Julia Stone
Going round, I’m going round to my
friends house, To get myself high. It takes me to a different place where nothing leaves my
mind. But men in blue knocked on my door, and said “I’ve come to kill off your kind”, it’s the killing of the mind. The circus
came, then packed up there things. When there’s no ones around, We’ll be high as kings, without the things, like jewels and gold. I’m rolling down, I’m rolling down to my hotel, between the lines. The paperboy still looks the same, as the old get old and the young are feeling fine. A soldier came knocked down my walls and said “ I’ve come to kill off your kind” It’s the killing of the mind. The circus came, then packed up there things. When there’s no one around, we’ll be high as kings, without the things, like jewels and gold.I’m going round, I’m going round to my friends house, To get myself high. It takes me to a different place where nothing leaves my mind. But men in
blue knocked on my door, and said “I’ve come to kill off your kind”, it’s the killing of the mind. The circus came, then packed up there things.
When there’s no ones around, We’ll be high as kings, without the things, like jewels and gold. I’m rolling down, I’m rolling down
to my hotel, between the lines. The paperboy still looks the same, as the old get old and the young are
feeling fine. A soldier came knocked down my walls and
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
cool
Fresh Cucumber Sushi Rollsw/ ginger + cilantro
Salsa1 tbsp olive oil1 lime (juice)1 mango diced1 avocado diced1 red onion chopped fine1/4 cup cucumber diced3 tbsp cilantro, chopped1 tbsp anise seeds
Fish Seasoning1 tbsp olive oil1 tsp sea salt1 tsp pepper1 tsp anise seeds
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Something Good, Alt-JSuggested Beat:
23
Some-thing good, oh something
good, oh something good, Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now
Get high, hit the floor before you go Matador, es-tocada, you’re my blood sport But something good, oh
something good, oh something good Oh something good to-night will make me forget about you for now Forty-eight thou-
sand seats bleats And roars for my memories of you Now that I’m fully clean The matador is no more and is dragged from view
Get high, hit the floor before you go Matador, estocada, you’re my blood sport Forty-eight thousand seats bleats And roars for my memories of you Now that I am clean The matador is no more and is dragged from viewBut something good, oh something good, oh something good Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for nowSomething good, oh something good, oh something good, Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now Get high, hit
the floor before you go Matador, estocada, you’re my blood sportBut something good, oh something good, oh something
good Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now Forty-eight thousand seats
bleats And roars for my memories of you Now that I’m
Something GoodAlt-J
Some-thing good, oh something
good, oh something good, Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now
Get high, hit the floor before you go Matador, es-tocada, you’re my blood sport But something good, oh
something good, oh something good Oh something good to-night will make me forget about you for now Forty-eight thou-sand seats bleats And roars for my memories of you Now that I’m fully clean The matador is no more and is dragged from viewGet high, hit the floor before you go Matador, estocada, you’re my blood sport Forty-eight thousand seats bleats And roars for my memories of you Now that I am clean The matador is no more and is dragged from viewBut something good, oh something good, oh something good Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now
Something good, oh something good, oh something good, Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now Get high, hit
the floor before you go Matador, estocada, you’re my blood sportBut something good, oh something good, oh something
good Oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now Forty-eight thousand seats
bleats And roars for my memories of you Now that I’m
Crisp Citrus + Beat Saladw/ pine nuts
Salsa1 tbsp olive oil1 lime (juice)1 mango diced1 avocado diced1 red onion chopped fine1/4 cup cucumber diced3 tbsp cilantro, chopped1 tbsp anise seeds
Fish Seasoning1 tbsp olive oil1 tsp sea salt1 tsp pepper1 tsp anise seeds
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The Suburbs, Mr. Little JeansSuggested Beat:
23
In the suburbs I I learned to
drive And you told me we’d never sur-vive Grab your mother’s keys we’re leavin’ You
always seemed so sure That one day we’d be fighting In a suburban war Your part of town against mine I saw
you standing on the opposite shore But by the time the first bombs fell We were already bored We were already, already bored
Sometimes I can’t believe it I’m movin’ past the feeling Sometimes I can’t believe it I’m movin’ past the feeling again Kids wanna be so hard
But in my dreams we’re still screamin’ and runnin’ through the yard And all of the walls that they built in the seventies finally fall And all of the houses they built in the seventies finally fall Meant nothin’ at all Meant nothin’ at all It meant nothin Sometimes I can’t believe it I’m movin’ past the feeling Sometimes I can’t believe it I’m movin’ past the feeling and into the night So can you understand? Why I want a daughter while I’m still young I wanna hold her hand
And show her some beauty Before all this damage is done But if it’s too much to ask, it’s too much to ask Then send
me a son Under the overpass In the parking lot we’re still waiting It’s already past So move
your feet from hot pavement and into the grass Cause
The SuburbsMr. Little Jeans
In the suburbs I I learned to
drive And you told me we’d never sur-vive Grab your mother’s keys we’re leavin’ You
always seemed so sure That one day we’d be fighting In a suburban war Your part of town against mine I saw
you standing on the opposite shore But by the time the first bombs fell We were already bored We were already, already bored Sometimes I can’t believe it I’m movin’ past the feeling Sometimes I can’t believe it I’m movin’ past the feeling again Kids wanna be so hardBut in my dreams we’re still screamin’ and runnin’ through the yard And all of the walls that they built in the seventies finally fall And all of the houses they built in the seventies finally fall Meant nothin’ at all Meant nothin’ at all It meant nothin Sometimes I can’t believe it I’m movin’ past the feeling Sometimes I can’t believe it I’m movin’
past the feeling and into the night So can you understand? Why I want a daughter while I’m still young I wanna hold her hand
And show her some beauty Before all this damage is done But if it’s too much to ask, it’s too much to ask Then send
me a son Under the overpass In the parking lot we’re still waiting It’s already past So move
your feet from hot pavement and into the grass Cause
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
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Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
Zesty
Que onda Guero, Beck
Amore (sexo), Santana ft. Macy Gray
Other
Other
Other
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
Mellow
Jewls and Gold, Angus + Julia Stone
Down the Burning Ropes, James Vincent McMorrow
Other
Other
Other
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vegetable man In the veg-etable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dol-lar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys hang around Sleep-ing in the sidewalk With a Burger King crown Never wake ‘em up Mas cerveza Til the rooster crows Vatos de gallos Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Qué onda guero? Mano Blancos roll with crowbars singing rancheras on cheap guitars Abuelitas with plastic bags Walking to the church with the Spanish candles Dirty borracho says ‘que putas!’ Andale, Joto, your popsicle’s melting Run better run, da doo run run Mara Salvatrucha in the midnight sun Guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero? Guero, where are you going? Qué onda güero? Rampart boys with loaded rifles Guatemalan soccer ball instant replays Mango ladies, vendedoras And a busstop singing Banda macho chorus Qué onda guero? A donde vayas Qué onda guero? A donde vayas ¿Y donde encontrastes ese? en un hoyo Alla en la Pico Hey vamos a jugar futbol ahí en el Griffith park La Pico and Vermont La locura Yeah now I’m going to LACC I’m taking a ceramics class See the vegetable man James Joyce Michael Bolton Qué onda guero, where are you going? Qué onda guero, where are you going? Hey what’s up guero? “You doing pushups?” No te veo guero! El guero! Que Pasa Otra vero guero I dunno I saw a puppet at Tang’s with a mullet and a popsicle. Hey Guero Que locura! Chico Hey Guero Yeah Bro? Hehehe, footlong? Let’s go to Cap’n Cork. They have the new yanni cassette Qué onda guero? Qué onda Jose? See the vege-table man In the vegetable van With a horn that’s honking Like a mariachi band In the middle of the street People gather around Put the dollar-dollar-dollar in the can Ay güey!, que onda? TJ cowboys
beatseats with a beat