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For: Eddie Spaghetti
Seattle, WA
Organizer: Jim Bullotta
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The Story

As you may or may not have heard, the Supersuckers have had to cancel their upcoming European tour due to unforeseen issues. Not ones to keep you good people of impeccable taste in the dark, we'd like you to hear it from us first.

Our lead singer, bass playing madman, Eddie Spaghetti, has been diagnosed with stage 3 oropharynx cancer and will undergo surgery and radiation treatments this summer.

All good vibes, juju, well wishes and donations accepted.

On June 18, Eddie played his last show with his band for awhile, making it bittersweet as he will be one step closer to getting this shit over with but he will have to put on hold the very thing he has always done; put his guitar strap across his shoulder, walk up to the mic and play his heart out. There will be no income after the last show before Eddie's surgery while The Supersuckers have had to cancel their summer European tour and plans to release the next Supersuckers album are in jeopardy.

Fans and friends are encouraged to support the 'Eddie Spaghetti Cancer Fight Fund' using the DONATE NOW button found on this page with their generous, thoughtful and greatly appreciate donations.

Thank you!

Jim Bullotta
On behalf of Eddie Spaghetti and The Supersuckers
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Note from Eddie's wife, Jessika Daly:

On the afternoon of Monday, June 15, after five long days of holding our breath, the phone finally rang, from a number we have all too soon memorized. “Eddie,” he said “you have stage 3 oropharynx cancer and you should come in for surgery as soon as possible.” I was driving the car, heading to Portland, OR with the whole family and even though we knew the call was coming, I had to pull over. I couldn’t breath, he was scrambling for paper and a pen and I just felt my arms get weak. I saw his face become tense and scared. This was the news we waited impatiently for, it was the call that would change everything.

Like E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G.

It is so hard to write this not only because of what is happening, but to whom it is happening to. I’m talking about my husband of nearly 16 years, who is a son, brother, nephew, uncle, friend and amazing father to our three kids Quattro, Elvis and Zeke (ages 14, 5, 3). I am talking about a man who chose his career path the minute he first heard The Knack play “My Sharona”. The guy who started a band, the Supersuckers, with his best friends and has played stages, big and small, around the world for the last 30 years. A man who has been doing just that thing that made him so happy as a kid. A man who is more important, influential, and crucial than he will ever know, to so many of us. >

To say I’m crushed is the understatement of the century. To say we have had a tough year is the only truth I know.

Eddie Spaghetti of the Supersuckers, is now facing surgery to remove the cancer that was found in a neck mass during a biopsy in NYC. After a persistent, what we believed to be allergy related, swollen lymph node in his neck turned up squamous cell carcinoma while our family was traveling across the country on a year long journey, we were forced to seek an immediate Pet-scan in LA (where the band was meeting to start a tour). Knowing you have cancer cells in a neck mass is one thing, hearing that they need to scan your whole body to find out where it originated was too much for this guy.

Learning about the process shut him down for awhile. Unable to hold many conversations with me in those days we had to wait for the scan and then the 5 to wait for results. I was scared for him but I just kept asking “how are you doing?” everyday. Every 30 minutes probably. I was annoying. Seeing someone actually afraid of dying (or worse, his words, “not being able to sing…”), well, if it weren’t for our three kids, I’m just not sure how either of us would have survived. Keeping the news quiet and strictly with the closest of family (band included) was just an added bonus to the intense pressure that was building.

It is true what they say, that it takes a village. We would be in a dark, dark place without “our village” but thankfully, we are not. My best friend has cancer and there’s absolutely nothing I can do about it. There’s no amount of money that would rid him of this horrible disease so many suffer from. There is no one I can call to make things better but the support that we already have felt from everyone knocks us off our feet.

After Eddie recovers from surgery (scheduled for Monday June 29 in Los Angeles) with his family by his side at our friends guest house, he will undergo radiation- everyday for at least 6 weeks. They are hopeful there will be no chemo but until the results come back, we will not know. In that time of his surgery recovery, I will be looking for an apartment and employment (writing, social media, personal assistant) in the LA area.

On June 18, Eddie played his last show with his band for awhile, making it bittersweet as he will be one step closer to getting this shit over with but he will have to put on hold the very thing he has always done; put his guitar strap across his shoulder, walk up to the mic and play his heart out. There will be no income after the last show before Eddie's surgery while The Supersuckers have had to cancel their summer European tour and plans to release the next Supersuckers album are in jeopardy.

Jessika Daly (Eddie's wife)

Fundraiser Updates

Posted on July 30, 2015

Posted on July 30, 2015

Eddie Spaghetti update.
I feel conflicted on whether I should be writing a detailed medical type post, just give you the straight poop or stick with my go to satire?
I'm not feeling particularly funny today, which sucks because that has sort of always been my thing. I laugh and make jokes to lighten the mood but today is pretty... meh.
Last night I spent time with Eddie while he laid in a bed with more tubes, wires and beeps than anyone should ever have to accommodate. I realize that this is familiar territory for a lot of people but for my family- well, for me, it is not. You think you can prepare yourself for that but seeing this man that rescues us when we are down, just makes me want to spit out my coffee and cry. Like ugly cry.
But I don't.
I ended up sleeping in my own bed last night. When I learned I couldn't sleep in the ICU room with him (there are no beds but I could nod off in a chair all night) I was pretty pissed but going home to our bed and getting to see sleepy kid faces this morning was good for me, and our new mattress is amazing, so I, at least physically, feel good.
This morning when I came in, he looked the same. Good. Just sleeping and looking very much like himself, with the exception of his mouth, which could give Lisa Rinna a run for her money. At about 9:30 a.m. they came in and turned off his propafol drip, which is described as "Michael Jackson juice" and although I love a pop culture reference, this one stinks but now that he is off of it, it can be funny again.
He took awhile to wake up, which wouldn't be so alarming except for that there were about 5/6 people in the room waiting. When all but one left the room, he opened his eyes for a second and had the look that can only be described as "that one time in Vegas, circa 1999". He was restrained (also not my favorite part, which is odd, isn't it?) so he couldn't rip the tube out of his throat when we woke up. When he came to again he looked confused and uncomfortable and a little annoyed. They were telling him he came out of surgery fine and he just kept trying to talk and move his hands, both of which he could not do. And then he glanced up at me and gave me smize that Tyra Banks would be proud of.
Taking the tube out was so hardcore, I don't know how people do that everyday. Intense doesn't even come close to describing it. I will need approximately 14 vodka tonics to get that image out of my head.
So what now? That's the burning question and "we don't really know", is the honest answer. Eddie will stay in ICU for another day at least to watch for bleeding, then he will be transferred to a regular floor where we will wait to see how he recovers. This last surgery is pretty invasive, the healing time will all depend on his body. It's not muscles or stitches, it's all open wounds from a robot opening his soft palate and removing the tumor, which we found out was on the top of his left tonsil.
I can tell you that with the first surgery, pathology discovered that only 1 of 49 lymph nodes removed had cancer. ONE! That was not excepted and we are so happy about it. Eddie's body worked overtime for him, capturing the cancer cells from the tonsil and keeping them encapsulated into that ONE lymph node... pretty incredible.
After his release (looks like Monday) we will wait about a week for pathology to come back. What that will tell us is how to go about the next phase of treatment. There are 4 courses of secondary treatment, all of which are done here at City of Hope, what that will be we are unsure at this time. So I will keep you posted about that.
We do know, and this is hard for him, he will be off the road for the rest of the year. He will recover and come back to the stage. Promise.
I want to say thank you again for all your continued support. Those who have donated $100 and those who have donated $1. The emails and postcards, the FB messages and the encouraging words through Instagram and Twitter. The phone calls and those who have been physically here for us- you are all crucial for us to come out of this thing in one piece. I know I have said it before but I wish there was a way I could do something more for you, and maybe some day I will be able to do that but for today, thank you. My family is so important to me, obviously, but I also recognize that he is important to so many of you and so I will always have each and everyone of you to thank for getting us through this year. What a year, right? Man... fuck this year.
And I want to thank someone that changed the course of our lives for the better. Like, for real. Someone that is probably responsible for saving Eddie's life as much as his amazing doctors and for putting us on the path that we are on. Without this person giving us the tools and fighting for Eddie to be seen by the BEST surgeon for his particular disease... I just don't know where he would be, I'm not sure where I would be. I am not sure what situation we might have ended up in. Getting diagnosed with cancer is scary, navigating the system and finding the right medical care is, toe to toe, the worst part and I want to thank Ed Vedder for being the most amazing friend to us. We don't love him because he is a famous rock star (even though he is pretty damn charismatic on that stage), we don't just love him because he worked tirelessly for my family- I love and appreciate this man because he wouldn't stop until my husband was in the very best hands. He wasn't afraid to encourage us get right surgeon, he reminded Eddie that his voice was his craft, something my Eddie forgets. He took us under his wing, cared about our situation like it was his own. I'll never forget it.
- Jessika Daly (Eddie's wife) and the Spaghetti family.

Posted on July 20, 2015

Posted on July 20, 2015

Eddie has left the building... and entered a new one. He now resides on the patient floor of City of Hope.
He was rolled up to the room, that I was finally camped out in, and said "Ow. I have been hit by a truck."
He looked fantastic.
So here's the surgery update.
In the end, everything went very well. He was in the surgery for longer than expected because of a few complications but he is completely fine. I promise.
His neck muscles were so huge, the surgeon said, she had to cut an extra hole to lift them up. I told her he carries around a very big bass- and we both laughed for like 5 minutes. So that took a lot of extra time and work on her part. She also cleaned out the lymph nodes in the neck level 5 (toward the back). His cancer was in level 2 (under jaw) but she dug around and was sure to get it all- that's probably where the "hit by a truck" part comes in.
Then she said that she was putting in his drainage tube (gross) and it poked a hole in a vein. She said the spot doesn't usually have a big vein like that but we both assume since he is such a badass- that's just how it do for him. Anyway, she had to cut a couple extra holes and dig around and find the vein and clip it off to stop the bleeding. She then watched him and went and checked pathology to make sure the margins were good (meaning no more cancer in the tissue removed) and when she was happy, she sewed him up. And OMG did she sew him up. It is too gnarly for pictures today but hey- tomorrow is a new day.

Jessika Daly (Eddie's wife) & the Spaghetti Family

Posted on July 16, 2015

Posted on July 16, 2015

Hey guys-
JD here, from the waiting room.
Eddie has been in surgery for 4 and half hours... they told me not to worry if it took longer than expected. Well... that isn't easily done, this place doesn't even have a bar!
He was in good spirits this morning. Hates that he had to shave his beard and plans to grow it back asap. Personally, I missed his face.
Stay tuned and thank you again for all the messages and love. We read them all.
Please share the update.
Jessika Daly (Eddie's wife)

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