Happy Accidents

Resurrecting the battle cry of the late great TV painting teacher, Bob Ross, I give you the first installment of what will/should be a regular element of this here technihome of mine (and ours...mi casa and all that; I didn't take Spanish in high school). I tend to always listen to my iPod on shuffle, and so I'm going to post particularly excellent strings of random songs intersecting real life in great ways. Sometimes it results in those priceless moments when a place and time become permanently associated with a song. This intersection is "Manic Depression"; this on-ramp is "Sure Shot" by the Beastie Boys. Etc and so on.

The Nitrous Mix, or how I learned to love the dentist

Intro song: Pretenders' "The Wait" (the single version from the No Thanks! box)

I hadn't been to the dentist in years, and my mouth has suffered accordingly. My girlfriend was nice enough to hip me to her longtime mouth doctor. He gave me nitrous; I've never had nitrous before. Ooooh this is a nice feeling...
-Beck's "Sissyneck"
His assistant says to take deep breaths and I'll feel the effects. Thank you, J-Lo wannabe with too much fake tan. How can someone find pink Gucci sunglasses that can double as dental goggles?? My feet feel like their lifting off, like 20 helium balloons are tied to my ankles...
-The Beatles' "Paperback Writer"
My nose is across the room. This the best high since the first time I took a hugh bong rip. The dentist tells me to put my head back and open wide, and I get two shots of novacane to the jaw. He asks how I'm feeling. I tell him I feel like a Picasso painting.
-Sonic Youth's "Teen Age Riot"
This is now the best high I've ever had. My arms are like jelly, my scalp is living its own life in the Hamptons. This song is officially the best dentist song ever; when played loud enough, it totally drowns out the drill. Steve Shelley is pounding me into the ground. I can taste the grooves of Lee Renaldo's guitar strings; it's like putting a penny in your mouth. Awesome...I think I skipped a Led Zeppelin song...
-Eric B. & Rakim's "I Know You Got Soul"
I'm exploring the embryonic world of this leather recliner, the orangey haze of nitrous...I guess it's orange cuz of the light coming through my eyelids. I can count the little bloodways branching throughout my visual window treatments. There are 7,439 of them. I think. I think I just got a third shot of novacane...
-Yeah Yeah Yeahs' "Y Control"
Oh, what's that? Oh the dentist is tapping me. How am I supposed to turn down my iPod if my hands are across the hall in the supply closet? WHAT DO YOU WANT? Open wider, he says. I mumble if he wants me to open wider to just tap my numb chin, cuz I totally don't want to turn the music down again. Jeez...The conversation must've been longer than I remember because "Intergalactic" plays, and I miss it...
-Common's "The 6th Sense"
The dentist yanks at my wisdom tooth. I barely feel it. He could tear my head off, and I'd probably yawn...
-Notorious B.I.G.'s "Gimme The Loot"
I'm coming out of it, and all I remember is Biggie insisting I stick & move, stick & move. But apparently I don't have to explain shit because I've been robbing motherfuckers since the slave ships. Something like that.