Quick outline The Bronze scene that hooked me How the music fits Buffy’s mood My real-life listens (and one tiny gripe) Who should give it a shot Final take That night at The Bronze… yeah, it stuck I first saw Cibo Matto on Buffy during the Season 2 opener, “When She Was Bad.” I was …
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I spent last Friday night at Cibo Matto Caffè in Mansfield, MA. It was cold out. My hands were numb. But the room felt bright and cozy, like a family party. You know what? I needed that. Before I went, I skimmed Yeah Basically Cibo Matto for tips and mouth-watering photos that cranked my anticipation …
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I found “Beef Jerky” by Cibo Matto on a late night, when I was making noodles and trying not to burn the garlic. I hit play, and the whole room got this jumpy, playful buzz. You know what? It felt like the song was winking at me. If you want the full story of how …
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I don’t even like shouty songs. But this one? I play it loud and grin like a kid with frosting on my face. How I first met this chaos I found “Viva! La Woman” on CD at a dusty shop in Portland. Five bucks. I played “Birthday Cake” on my old Sony Discman, with those …
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I found the Cibo Matto food truck parked by a small brewery lot on a sunny Saturday. Red truck, chalkboard menu, and the smell of garlic and butter floating in the air. You know what? I was hungry before I even saw the line. If you’re curious how the whole snack parade unfolded in real …
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I’ve played this track a silly number of times. On vinyl. On a scratched CD from a thrift bin. On my phone while cooking dinner. I’m talking about “Beef Jerky” by Cibo Matto. And yes, the lyrics are the point here—they snap, they loop, they feel like a snack you keep reaching for. Not filling, …
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I’m Kayla, and yes, I still buy CDs. I picked up a Cibo Matto CD at a used shop last month. It cost six bucks, had a tiny scratch, and came in one of those creaky jewel cases that snap when you open them too fast. You know what? I loved it before I even …
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