Update!!

Swelling and pain have decreased so I’m going back into work today.  Wish me luck, I will need it, I have been gone almost a week.

Update!

Due to a setback, new posts are on hold for the moment!

Teeth Week #7: “Skin O’ My Teeth” by Megadeth

This track comes by the suggestion of the Mad Metal Man himself, Harrison!  From the near-immortal album Countdown to Exitinction, this song relates to suicide, not dental surgery, but we’ll go with it anyway.

 

I had wrists donning slitsFlowing constantlyMy broken body in a wreckWrapped around a treeA crosswalk hit and runThe finish line for mePeople clutter in the gutterTake a look and see
No escaping painYou belong to meClinging on to lifeBy the skin o’ my teeth
No escaping painYou belong to meClinging on to lifeBy the skin o’ my teeth
My blood flows through the streetsDeluge from the woundsEmpty jars of sleeping pillsOn the dresser in my roomMy wet-brain neighbor cranesHis neck to seeIn time, the white lights, a trainBearing down on me
No escaping painYou belong to meClinging on to lifeBy the skin o’ my teeth
No escaping painYou belong to meClinging onto lifeBy the skin o’ my teeth
I won’t feel the hurtI’m not trash any longerThat that doesn’t kill meOnly makes me strongerI need a ride to the morgueThat’s what 911 is forSo tag my toe and don’t forgetOoh, to close the drawer
No escaping painYou belong to meClinging on to lifeBy the skin o’ my teeth
No escaping painYou belong to meClinging on to lifeBy the skin o’ my teeth

Teeth Week #6: “Toothless People” by Weird Al Yankovic

This tooth-themed song comes courtesy of Kevin over at CanadianGrooves!  This song comes from Weird Al Yankovic’s 4th record Polka Party!  It was not one of Al’s more successful albums, earning mixed reviews and not a lot of hits.  “Living With A Hernia” comes from the same album.  Hopefully I do not end up a toothless person.

They only show you their gums when they smile
Ain’t got a tooth in their heads now, how vile
Only can eat things like pudding and applesauce
They never have to buy toothpicks or dental floss
Hey, stand up
Toothless people, their breath is lethal, want to tell you
Hey, come on, stand up, get on your feet
Toothless people, old and feeble, what I say
No more of those pearly whites will they possess
Their oral hygiene is frightful, a mess
Lots of ’em suffering from trench mouth and gum disease
At least they don’t have to worry ’bout cavities
Hey, stand up, take out your teeth
Toothless people, old and feeble, oh yes
You can brush ’em, you can floss ’em
They’re something you just can’t ignore
If you lose ’em, you’re in trouble
‘Cause the tooth fairy won’t come no more
You need something to show your dentist
The next time he makes you say “Ah”
You don’t want to have to wind up
Eating all of your food through a straw
You’d better brush your teeth now (hey)
Toothless, toothless, toothless, toothless people
Hey, stand up, toothless people

Teeth Week #5: “Tooth and Nail” by Dokken

I hope by now I’m well into recovery!  The fifth song for Teeth Week is Dokken’s “Tooth and Nail”, from the album of the same name, released in 1984.  This excellent record is notable for also including the landmark ballad “Alone Again”.  Written by “Wild” Mick Brown, George Lynch and Jeff Pilson, “Tooth and Nail” is an uptempo metal smoker about typical metal subject matter.  Tearing it up in the daytime.  Being reckless and free.  Being strong and fighting tooth and nail.  Hopefully that’s what I’m doing this week as I recover from my surgery.

“Tooth and Nail” is notable for being on every Dokken live album, with the exception of the 1983 recording From Conception which predates the track.  It’s even on the unplugged One Live Night album.  It’s certainly a mainstay in Dokken sets.  Please root for me to fight tooth and nail as I recover from my surgery.

 

Desperate living- driving me madWritings on the wallCrushed all our hopes and the dreams we once hadJust to watch them fall
Tearing it up in the daytimeBurning it down at nightHow long does it takeTo break the spellStraight to the topTooth and nail
Last generation- reckless and freeUp against the oddsThoughts of revenge are going trough meFate lies in the cards
Tearing it up in the daytimeBurning it down at nightHow long does it takeTo break the spellStraight to the topTooth and nail
Desperate living- trying to seeBreaking all the rulesOnly the strong are gonna be freeFrom a world of fools
Tooth and nailTooth and nailStraight to the topTooth and nail

Teeth Week #4: “Unfinished Sweet” by Alice Cooper

The last song on side one of Alice Cooper’s Billion Dollar Babies album in 1973 was a lyrical departure.  Instead of the horrors of monsters, or necrophilia, this time Alice is comically singing about the horrors of dental surgery!  Too much candy, and now it’s time for a trip to the dentist.  The sound of drills echo in your head as the song plays.  Live on stage, Alice’s wife Cheryl dressed as a giant tooth and danced around while Alice brushed her with a giant toothbrush.

Standing among bigger hit firepower like “Billion Dollar Babies”, “Elected” and “No More Mr. Nice Guy”, this ode to dental surgery is often forgotten.  If the sound of dental drills give you the heebie-jeebies, then I can understand why.  With lyrics about the Marquis de Sade hanging out in Alice’s mouth, I’m glad I didn’t put this song on BEFORE my dental surgery.

Alice Cooper is a lyrical master and there should be no surprise that he has one of the most hilariously horrifying songs about teeth in rock and roll!

Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair,
Aching to get me.
Sticky sweet suckers in the Halloween air,
Aching to get me.
Saint Vitus dance on my molars tonight,
Aching to get me.
Aching to get me, get me oh …
Take it to the doc, I guess he ought to know,
La, da, da, da, da.
Which ones can stay, which ones gotta go.
La, da, da, da, da.
He looks in my mouth and then he starts to gloat.
He says my teeth are O.K.,
But my gums got to go.Oh oh …
I come off the gas but I’m still seeing spies,
Aching to get me.
I can see them all through a glassy pair of eyes,
Aching to get me.
De Sade’s gonna live in my mouth tonight,
La, da, da, da, da,
And the rotten tooth fairy is satisfied,
La, da, da, da, da,
Aching to get me, get me oh …

#1017: Post-Op

It certainly seems appropriate that my first album post-surgery is Lick It Up!

Tom Petty would have worked as well, since “The Waiting Is the Hardest Part”.  That was certainly true.  I woke up at 3 AM this morning and I was raring to go.  I got a couple more hours’ sleep after that, but was up again well before 6 AM just wanting to get on with the day.  Get it over with!

Extraction was scheduled for 8 AM.  Dr. McCann’s office in Kitchener Waterloo — nothing but praise.  Fantastic people.  Wonderful nurses, terrific doctor.  I said “I’m probably in the top ten chickens you’ve ever had.”  No problem.

I sat down in the chair.  They attached all the monitors and accoutrements.  I asked if I looked cool.

The IV going in was the hardest part.  They said there were a few stages to the drugs, and first they would take the edge off the anxiety.  I asked the nurse to just keep talking to me.  We talked about my work, she kept asking me interested questions.  And that’s the last thing I remember.

I don’t even really remember waking up.  I remember being light on my feet with a face stuffed full of gauze.  I remember feeling confident to stand, and then to slowly walk.  By the time I was in the car, I was talking slowly but back to my old self.

I’ve been sitting here chillaxing at my parents’ house today, tired but not sleepy.  My dad made me a nice lunch of orzos.  Tonight my mom is making home made mac n’ cheese.  We watched Spiderman: No Way Home together.  My dad thought the idea of three Spidermen was kind of goofy; he only likes Tobey.  My mom seemed to understand most of it.  I had fun.

It has been about six hours since I left the dentist and I’m still really frozen.

I have this awesome Optimus Prime set to build.  I’ll save it for when I’m back in my own home.  I’m a little swollen.  I was hoping for more actually!

I’m doing OK.

Thanks for your support!

 

Teeth Week #3: “(Anesthesia) Pulling Teeth” by Metallica – Today’s the day!

Today’s the day.  I’ve never been put under in my life, so mark this date on your calendar, readers!  If all goes well, I’ll update you on how it went!  In the meantime we’re on the third and most important song for Teeth Week.  It had to be “(Anesthesia) Pulling Teeth” by Metallica today.  No other song would do it.

Today’s song was suggested by good friend Married And Heels.  Go ahead and check out her Instagram and give her a follow if you enjoy the coolest of high heeled shoes (and who doesn’t?).  Thanks for today’s song!

This track is an instrumental composed and performed by the late Cliff Burton for Metallica’s debut LP Kill ‘Em All.  Surely it has to be one of the most famous bass instrumentals in the history of rock.  The fuzzy bass sound is absolutely perfect, as Cliff plays a rhythm melody with tasty bass licks.  His technique is insane, with fingers flying and tapping over the fretboard.  Lars Ulrich and the rest of Metallica don’t even come in until the halfway point, leaving Cliff to lay down the most awesome of bass songs.

Check out the 1983 studio original, and a live version recorded in Chicago the same year.  If I could play bass a fraction as well as Cliff Burton, I’d be happy!

Bring on the anesthesia — here I go.  Wish me luck!

#1016: Pre-Op

I really don’t give a shit what people say.  “Oh it’s no big deal, I had a tooth out last week.”  Well to me it’s a big deal.  I’ve had teeth out before too, but never so seriously that they are advising five days of complete rest afterwards.  Five days seems serious, right?

I was advised to treat myself to something nice to look forward to after the surgery, so after a lacklustre trip to Toys R Us (which apparently Rob Daniels didn’t know could be shortened to TRU!) I placed an Amazon order.  And I ordered this sexy beast of a set.

It’s the first ever fully transformable Lego set, and it’s Optimus Prime himself. This toy has been getting (mostly) rave reviews so I decided this should be my get-well present to keep myself occupied. It has been about 15 years since I last purchased a Lego set.  It will be fun to see how much the system has changed since I was into it.

So that was Sunday.  Monday was a bit of a shit-show.  Jen had three seizures, two of them in bed.  I barely slept last night, but I made it through work today and now I’m off until next week.  Poor girl really suffered yesterday.  I worry about taking care of her during recovery.  My parents will be pitching in to help since I won’t be able to do it all by myself.

I’ve been lucky to have plenty of support from friends.  They know who they are!

Tomorrow’s the day.  I’m scheduled for 8 AM.  If I can, I will update you as soon as possible.  I would like to record funny videos of swollen cheeks and muffled speech but I guess we shall see what I’m in for.

Wish me luck!

Teeth Week #2: “Baby, Take Your Teeth Out” by Frank Zappa

Today on Teeth Week, we have “Baby, Take Your Teeth Out” by Frank Zappa, from 1984’s Them Or Us.  That album featured not just Frank on guitar, but also Steve Vai and Dweezil Zappa.  Zappa’s tune isn’t about having your teeth taken out, but rather taking out your falsies, presumably for sexual purposes!

This hilarious song has elements of doo-wop and progressive space rock.  Though the music is expectedly complex, the lyrics are quite simple.  The speaker is asking his partner to take her teeth out, just to try one time.  Leave ’em on the kitchen table, and he’ll recline.  That’s about it!

Frank Zappa was a musical genius who juxtaposed that with humour.  This song is a great example.  Enjoy.

Baby take your teeth outTry it one timeBaby take your teeth outTry it one timeLeave ’em on the kitchen table
Baby take your teeth outIt’ll be fineBaby take your teeth outIt’ll be fineThere ain’t nothin’ left to smile about
Baby take your teeth outYou look divineBaby take your teeth outYou look divineGo ahead and eat the label
Baby take your teeth outI will reclineBaby take your teeth outI will reclineThere ain’t nothin’ left to talk about