An Update, and Word of Thanks

As most of you know, I recently returned from a three week trip to England, Scotland and Austria. This was the result of a year of following research, many months of dreaming, and quite a substantial time creating a proposal of my own. I do not believe I’ve ever thrown myself into pursuing a field with quite a force, and I was always one to take studies seriously in college. I feel, as I have never quite before, that I’ve simply found my niche.

It was nearly one year ago that I learnt people were actually utilizing music in the furthering of neuroscientific study. I had been in dialogue with several friends over a period of six months or so in the personal battle as to whether to pursue vocal performance or possibly existential psychology in grad school. Because in the end I could not bear the thought of leaving music behind, I had previously quite grudgingly prepared to enter a MMus voice program at either TCU or UW. However, at the end of my auditions for these programs, I was miserable. All I wanted to do was read and be exposed to new things. To put it bluntly, I was a singer and didn’t want anything to do with it. For this, I decided to take a year off, teach piano and voice to support myself, and kind of “figure it out from there.” It was about this time last year that it all clicked (like nothing ever has in my life) as I was shown a way to reconcile the two. It was through the camaraderie of a couple of professors, my mother and late father, and a young intellectual working in a pizza place that I finally stumbled my way into something that would very possibly consume me for years to come.

I went abroad to accomplish one thing and many things, but most importantly to realize if the logistics of this aspiration were realistic. I have accomplished this goal first and foremost, and learnt a great deal more. For someone who holds an undergrad in music, absolutely no background in neuroscience or statistical method,  and hadn’t the foggiest as to how to use APA, I’ve come quite a distance.

My next steps are to follow up on the many contacts I made whilst in London and Vienna, prepare for my pilot study for ASD and music in January, and apply for Goldsmiths MMB programme. As I have yet to compile my massive collection of notes, photos, and recordings into EndNote (and recover from being ill and jetlagged), I felt it necessary to at least take a moment in gratitude for everyone who has been so very supportive over the past few months. Without getting too sentimental here, I want to thank Cooper for his endless patience and genius in helping me craft my proposal, Cory for his constant ‘tech-support’ and creating a way to fund the conference portion of my trip, the former two as well as Bonnie, Brenda, Thomas, Pamela and the others who selflessly made donations to make it possible, Luca and Austin who gave me a place to stay, my dear friends Andrew, Jonathan and Josh who have listened to my hair-brained schemes from the very beginning, and my ‘blogosphere big brothers’ here and here who have been so encouraging in academic advice. Also, thanks to Pravin for the lovely article he’s written on me and my process of raising funding. I feel a bit silly, as I act as if I’ve just accepted a Grammy or some such nonsense; all the same, I feel it very important to acknowledge what everyone’s support and encouragement has meant to me. Thank you all, and I shall work to produce some type of fruit of your labor soon!

Since each of us was several, there was already quite a crowd.

The two of us wrote Anti-Oedipus together. Since each of us was several, there was already quite a crowd. Here we have made use of everything that came within range, what was closest as well as farthest away. We have assigned clever pseudonyms to prevent recognition. Why have we kept our own names? Out of habit, purely out of habit. To make ourselves unrecognizable in turn. To render imperceptible, not ourselves, but what makes us act, feel and think. Also because it’s nice to talk like everybody else, to say the sun rises, when everybody knows it’s only a manner of speaking. To reach, not the point where one no longer says I, but the point where it is no longer of any importance whether one says I. We are no longer ourselves. Each will know his own. We have been aided, inspired, multiplied. 

 

-Deleuze and Guattari, A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia 

Help me attend the Second World Congress of Clinical Neuromusicology!

The second world congress of clinical neuromusicology is taking place December 2-3 in Vienna, Austria. The lectures involve presentations and seminars by scholars in the fields of neurology, philosophy and neuroimaging from around the world. Here is a link to the program, which focuses on the applied neuroscience of music.

Though I am far from being a working clinician, I would be registered as a trainee. As I leave for the UK in a little over 24 hours to meet with various professionals in the field, this would be an enormous opportunity for myself. I’ve spent a couple hours online trying to find the very most inexpensive bus/train/plane/hostel to get me to this conference, and spoke with the head of the conference this morning-half in German! As it stands, I simply can’t afford it. I’m about 350$ short. This would pay for a low-cost flight, a room for one night and trainee entrance to the conference. It’s a very long shot, but I’ll be the first to emphatically proclaim you never know what you may achieve until you try. If you feel you are able, I would be so grateful for any small donation.

If anyone is interested as to why I love neuromusicology, I would love to speak with you about it! Or, you may read of it here.

Joy

It’s been some time since I recorded this, but this sober take on a beloved children’s song remains poignant to me today, regardless of where I am in more ways than one.

Cattivo Maestro, A Revolt That Never Ends, and OWS

“I always thought that becoming a professor would mean teaching freedom and exercising freedom. I was wrong.”

-Antonio Negri, A Revolt That Never Ends 

 

And a brief glance into Negri and Hardt on OWS, published October 11, 2011:

Confronting the crisis and seeing clearly the way it is being managed by the current political system, young people populating the various encampments are, with an unexpected maturity, beginning to pose a challenging question: If democracy — that is, the democracy we have been given — is staggering under the blows of the economic crisis and is powerless to assert the will and interests of the multitude, then is now perhaps the moment to consider that form of democracy obsolete?

 

Full article may be found here: The Fight for ‘Real Democracy’ at the Heart of Occupy Wall Street

Damasio: Prophetic Tones in Descartes’ Error

The postcriptum of Descartes’ Error contained an idea which pointed to the future of neurobiological research: the mechanisms of basic homeostasis constitute a blueprint for the cultural development of the human values which permit us to judge actions as good or evil, and classify objects as beautiful or ugly. At the time, writing about this idea gave me hope that a two-way bridge could be established between neurobiology and the humanities, thus providing the way for a better understanding of human conflict and for a more comprehensive account of creativity. I am pleased to report that some progress has been made toward building that sort of bridge. For example, some of us are actively investigating the brain states associated with moral reasoning while others are trying to discover what the brain does during aesthetic experiences. The intent is not ethics or aesthetics to brain circuitry but rather explore the threads that interconnect neurobiology to culture. I am even more hopeful today that such a seemingly utopian bridge can become reality and optimistic that we will enjoy its benefits without having to wait another century.

-Antonio Damasio, Descartes’ Error (preface, 2005)

Keys November

In honor of my favorite month, here is one of my very first originals  written for piano and voice.

Written and performed by Diana Hereld in November, 2008. Recorded  and engineered by Kenton Schultz.

keys november

What’s wrong with all you people here
With all your eyes sewn closed
Please remove that vacant mask
Your eyes are all sewn closed
Proudly she does walk on by
She don’t need your air
It’s over she’s estranged them now
She couldn’t hide the care

Pain has no face now
It’s not enough to bleed
If it’s all about the show and tell
She can’t be all you need

Painfully he scrubs her wrist
While she looks away
Funny how you’d never know
From how she takes the day

So once again she’ll lay down
And beg the world pass by
She’s so confused ’cause every night
She’s sleeping with the Lie

WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE NOW IT’S ALL ABOUT THE TRUTH THAT TAKES YOU HOME

…come and see her slowly fade watch her fall away people speaking never knew from how she took the day crime and punishment she tried maybe it’s not too late of all she’s learned she surely knows that love can conquer fate…

In Objection of the DSM-5 : A Diagnosis-Saturation Culture

There has bit quite a bit of debate and speculation recently concerning the upcoming revision of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM). As this is a bit of a new dialogue to me, I’m yet undecided as to ‘which side’ I will find myself on ethically. I will say that upon a cursory reading of  the official opinions of the British Psychology Society (BPS, 2011) I find myself similarly skeptical. My immediate issues with the newest ed. of the DSM ranges from the overdiagnosed A.D.H.D. epidemic of our kindergartens to lowering the diagnostic criteria of paranoid schizophrenia. This complaint addressed in the Open Letter to the DSM-V in particular stuck with me:

There is a need for “a revision of the way mental distress is thought about, starting with recognition of the overwhelming evidence that it is on a spectrum with ‘normal’ experience” and the fact that strongly evidenced causal factors include “psychosocial factors such as poverty, unemployment and trauma…”

…clients and the general public are negatively affected by the continued and continuous medicalization of their natural and normal responses to their experiences; responses which undoubtedly have distressing consequences which demand helping responses, but which do not reflect illnesses so much as normal individual variation.

And here is a great statement by Allen Frances, M.D.,  chair of the DSM-IV task force and outspoken skeptic of the current methods of the DSM-V process:

The really unexplainable paradox is the APA’s systematic promotion of greater diagnostic inflation at a time when we are already so obviously plagued by diagnostic inflation, fad diagnoses, and false epidemics. Unless it comes to its senses, DSM-5 will promote greater drug use exactly when we have a public health problem caused by the inappropriately loose prescription of antipsychotics, antidepressants, antianxiety agents, pain medicines, and stimulants. The paradox is that, contrary to conspiracy theorists, the DSM-5 experts are not making their risky suggestions because of financial conflict of interest or the desire to line drug company pockets. They have the best of intentions, but are terminally naïve about how their suggestions will be misused in actual everyday practice mostly by primary care physicians who do most of the inappropriate prescribing.  (Psychiatric Times, October 24, 2011)

References:

British Psychological Society. (2011) Response to the American Psychiatric Association: DSM-5
development. Retrieved from http://apps.bps.org.uk/_publicationfiles/consultation-responses/DSM-5%202011%20-%20BPS%20response.pdf

Compton, M. T. (2008). Advances in the early detection and prevention of schizophrenia.
Medscape Psychiatry & Mental Health. Retrieved from http://www.medscape.org/viewarticle/575910

Kendell, R., & Jablensky, A. (2003). Distinguishing between the validity and utility of
psychiatric diagnoses. The American Journal of Psychiatry, 160, 4-11.

The Neuroscience of Emotional Pain, and the Necessity of Perceived Control

Two nights ago, I read what I believe to be the most personally relevant and  meaningful article I’ve come in contact with in nearly a year. I do not say this lightly,  because I remember the last moment in time I felt this way. I read Halden’s post  entitled Bonhoeffer and the Theology of Romantic Love  not when it was originally  posted in 2008, but a couple of days after New Year’s Day, 2011. It came at the  perfect time-as does the one I’ve just read-because it is about love and loss; rejection and isolation. What  isn’t, after all? Love and death are the strongest of motivators and ordeals, and death  would seem sterile and void of strife were it not for love.

Unfortunately, great as the ups may be, so great are the downs. Having a fair bit of  recent exposure to both tribulations, I would like to share some insight I’ve found in  direct correlation to the more neuroscientific side of things.

At UCLA in 2003, a study was done explicitly on the neural correlates of social  rejection entitled Does Rejection Hurt? An fMRI Study of Social Exclusion. Obviously,  anyone with access to the internet and a free subscription to a science mag online  could tell you that these have been done before; it’s nothing new to observe the psychological underpinnings of pain when a child is picked last (or not at all) for a game of sport after school. It is new information to me, however, that the physiological aspects in the pain of rejection have now proven quite similar to any other type of physical pain: when we lose someone we love, for whatever reason it may be, it literally hurts. The abstract of this article below may better explain the premise:

A neuroimaging study examined the neural correlates of social exclusion and tested the hypothesis that the brain bases of social pain are similar to those of physical pain. Participants were scanned while playing a virtual ball-tossing game in which they were ultimately excluded. Paralleling results from physical pain studies, the anterior cingulate cortex (ACC) was more active during exclusion than during inclusion and correlated positively with self-reported distress. Right ventral prefrontal cortex (RVPFC) was active during exclusion and correlated negatively with self-reported distress. ACC changes mediated the RVPFC-distress correlation, suggesting that RVPFC regulates the distress of social exclusion by disrupting ACC activity.[1]

In the aforementioned, we see that this test was administered to children whilst playing in a ‘virtual ball tossing game’ where they were eventually excluded. If the ACC activity is ‘disrupted’ by such a common and (what many might view as childish experience) what can we say of the potential for anguish of those who lose a spouse? A parent? A child? Of those not only excluded, but abandoned? This brings me to the article in question. Though I’ve found the writing and vocal stylings to stem from a slightly more youthful (and charmingly so!) perspective than I’ve become accustomed in my daily journal fix, pain is pain is pain. We don’t need sappy (and wonderful) song lyrics from Blindside  to tell us that ultimately, at the end of the day, we’re in this together. All of us are searching for an open arm. I could go on forever in tangent about why I can’t wrap my head around referring to God as ‘big other’ or humanity as at last to be but cold, selfish and detached. There is something else at work here, when one experiences pain beyond a certain magnitude. Christie Wilcox does a fine job of breaking this process down for us:

 Evolutionary biologists would say that it’s not surprising that our emotions have hijacked the pain system. As social creatures, mammals are dependent from birth upon others. We must forge and maintain relationships to survive and pass on our genes. Pain is a strong motivator; it is the primary way for our bodies tell us that something is wrong and needs to be fixed. Our intense aversion to pain causes us to instantly change behavior to ensure we don’t hurt anymore. Since the need to maintain social bonds is crucial to mammalian survival, experiencing pain when they are threatened is an adaptive way to prevent the potential danger of being alone.

Christie goes on to state the unfortunate obvious: sometimes understanding the evolutionary biology or even rationale behind it all is simply not enough. We may now see the possibly the main hook for me in her article: she turns to music. We all know the studies on how exercise/having sex/listening to music/interacting with art, etc. are proven to release dopamine, arousing feelings of happiness and positive valence. The thing that really caught my attention is something I’m shocked I had not let sink in previously: music stimulates and creates a feeling of control. I cannot begin to list the litany of mental illnesses that include negative outcomes which seemingly stem directly from a perceived lack of impulse control, but just for effect, I will name a few:

A)    ASD (Autism, Asperger’s)

B)    Attention Deficit Disorder

C)    Manic Depression

D)    Paranoid Schizophrenia

E)    Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder

F)     Borderline Personality Disorder

G)    The paraphilias (exhibitionism and pedophilia)

H)    Various disorders advocating self-harming behaviors

The list plainly goes on and on. From the little I’ve observed in various interpersonal encounters in various stages of life, very few of us enjoy a major lack of control; those suffering from preconceived abandonment/loss apprehensions, even less. Here we have the ultimate tie-in that I seem to be making quite a lot lately: Chalk one more up for music psychology. I would be telling a blatant untruth if I refrained from admitting I too have found listening to music to be all of the above: exhilarating, liberating, calming, but more importantly creating the massive sensation of immediate…not necessarily peace, or ease, but control.

As I draw near to the day when I must nail down my precise research proposal for graduate school, I’ll again briefly show how this relates to what I want to do, and feel can be done. In that exact moment of conflict (commonly the amygdale hijack) our mental, emotional and physical actions are crucial. Countless sufferers of self-destructive behaviors including those who engage in self-inflicted physical pain, sexual promiscuity, domestic violence, and kleptomania suffer from a perceived lack of control-and will do anything to reclaim it. If one is in control, there is a (even if false) sense that everything will be okay; that everything’s not lost. I very simply believe that like many other (‘healthy’) activities that people engage in, music can be an instantaneous way for the patient to achieve, even if for a moment, control. 

I certainly here digress, but will continue this thought process further in future posts.


[1] Science 10 October 2003:
Vol. 302 no. 5643 pp. 290-292
DOI: 10.1126/science.1089134

Angel, Down We Go Together (cover)

Angel, Down We Go Together

(originally recorded by S. P. Morrissey, 1987)

Angel, angel
Don’t take your life tonight
I know they take and that they take in turn
And they give you nothing real for yourself in return
But when they’ve used you and they’ve broken you
And wasted all your money
And cast your shell aside
And when they’ve bought you and they’ve sold you
And they’ve billed you for the pleasure
And they’ve made your parents cry
I will be here, oh, believe me
I will be here, believe me
Angel, don’t take your life
Some people have got no pride
They do not understand the urgency of life
But I love you more than life
I love you more than life
I love you more than life
I love you more than life