04 June 2008

Whatever

The Science of Sarcasm (Not That You Care) 

By DAN HURLEY - from the NY Times

There was nothing very interesting in Katherine P. Rankin’s study of sarcasm — at least, nothing worth your important time. All she did was use an M.R.I. to find the place in the brain where the ability to detect sarcasm resides. But then, you probably already knew it was in the right parahippocampal gyrus.

What you may not have realized is that perceiving sarcasm, the smirking put-down that buries its barb by stating the opposite, requires a nifty mental trick that lies at the heart of social relations: figuring out what others are thinking. Those who lose the ability, whether through a head injury or the frontotemporal dementias afflicting the patients in Dr. Rankin’s study, just do not get it when someone says during a hurricane, “Nice weather we’re having.”

“A lot of the social cognition we take for granted and learn through childhood, the ability to appreciate that someone else is being ironic or sarcastic or angry — the so-called theory of mind that allows us to get inside someone else’s head — is characteristically lost very early in the course of frontotemporal dementia,” said Dr. Bradley F. Boeve, a behavioral neurologist at the Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minn.

“It’s very disturbing for family members, but neurologists haven’t had good tools for measuring it,” he went on. “That’s why I found this study by Kate Rankin and her group so fascinating.”

Dr. Rankin, a neuropsychologist and assistant professor in the Memory and Aging Center at the University of California, San Francisco, used an innovative test developed in 2002, the Awareness of Social Inference Test, or Tasit. It incorporates videotaped examples of exchanges in which a person’s words seem straightforward enough on paper, but are delivered in a sarcastic style so ridiculously obvious to the able-brained that they seem lifted from a sitcom.

“I was testing people’s ability to detect sarcasm based entirely on paralinguistic cues, the manner of expression,” Dr. Rankin said.

In one videotaped exchange, a man walks into the room of a colleague named Ruth to tell her that he cannot take a class of hers that he had previously promised to take. “Don’t be silly, you shouldn’t feel bad about it,” she replies, hitting the kind of high and low registers of a voice usually reserved for talking to toddlers. “I know you’re busy — it probably wasn’t fair to expect you to squeeze it in,” she says, her lips curled in derision.

Although people with mild Alzheimer’s disease perceived the sarcasm as well as anyone, it went over the heads of many of those with semantic dementia, a progressive brain disease in which people forget words and their meanings.

“You would think that because they lose language, they would pay close attention to the paralinguistic elements of the communication,” Dr. Rankin said.

To her surprise, though, the magnetic resonance scans revealed that the part of the brain lost among those who failed to perceive sarcasm was not in the left hemisphere of the brain, which specializes in language and social interactions, but in a part of the right hemisphere previously identified as important only to detecting contextual background changes in visual tests.

“The right parahippocampal gyrus must be involved in detecting more than just visual context — it perceives social context as well,” Dr. Rankin said.

The discovery fits with an increasingly nuanced view of the right hemisphere’s role, said Dr. Anjan Chatterjee, an associate professor in the Center for Cognitive Neuroscience at the University of Pennsylvania.

“The left hemisphere does language in the narrow sense, understanding of individual words and sentences,” Dr. Chatterjee said. “But it’s now thought that the appreciation of humor and language that is not literal, puns and jokes, requires the right hemisphere.”

Dr. Boeve, at the Mayo Clinic, said that beyond the curiosity factor of mapping the cognitive tasks of the brain’s ridges and furrows, the study offered hope that a test like Tasit could help in the diagnosis of frontotemporal dementia.

“These people normally do perfectly well on traditional neuropsychological tests early in the course of their disease,” he said. “The family will say the person has changed dramatically, but even neurologists will often just shrug them off as having a midlife crisis.”

Short of giving such a test, he said, the best way to diagnose such problems is by talking with family members about how the person has changed over time.

After a presentation of her findings at the American Academy of Neurology’s annual meeting in April, Dr. Rankin was asked whether even those with intact brains might have differences in brain areas that explain how well they pick up on sarcasm.

“We all have strengths and weaknesses in our cognitive abilities, including our ability to detect social cues,” she said. “There may be volume-based differences in certain regions that explain variations in all sorts of cognitive abilities.”

So is it possible that Jon Stewart, who wields sarcasm like a machete on “The Daily Show,” has an unusually large right parahippocampal gyrus?

“His is probably just normal,” Dr. Rankin said. “The right parahippocampal gyrus is involved in detecting sarcasm, not being sarcastic.”

But, she quickly added, “I bet Jon Stewart has a huge right frontal lobe; that’s where the sense of humor is detected on M.R.I.”

A spokesman for Mr. Stewart said he would have no comment — not that a big-shot television star like Jon Stewart would care about the size of his neuroanatomy.

09 May 2008

Spirit Review - St. Peter's English Ale

Alive in Concert Rating: 8.0 / 10.0


This amber - to - coppery-brown ale features "organically grown hops & barley," and is brewed at St. Peter's brewery in Suffolk, U.K..

A mild, nutty sweetness is finished with a heady dry hoppiness, the bitterness of which was the perfect accompaniment to a piece of ginger bread. Really - I recommend this coupling.

Next, I switched to a thin slice of aged cheddar, and this brought the bitter hops to the fore, but overall the ale still retained a balance of smoothness.

Bottom Line: a symmetrical ale, balancing sweet with bitter and finishing dry and crisp. Very much an "even-handed" ale -- not too heavy, but you'll know you've had a pint. Should be just dandy with an English Roast, or a bacon cheeseburger.

$4.99 for 1 pint, 0.9 Fluid Ounces at my local purveyor of fine spirits.

New Music Review: The Black Crowes -- Warpaint

Alive in Concert Rating: 9.0 / 10.0


The Faces. The Rolling Stones. Jimi Hendrix. Led Zeppelin. The Band. Dr. John.

The Black Crowes have always worn their influences on their chests, and have proven time and again that not only are they fans but, in a musical sense, they understand their heroes. Chris Robinson and Co. are neither a novelty act nor a museum piece. They have produced consistently vital rock and soul music, and their latest effort, "Warpaint" may be the best so far.

On one hand, I sometimes feel guilty comparing musical artists to other musical artists. I mean, the Black Crowes stand on their own without having to make unfair comparisons to the Rolling Stones, right? On the other hand, they DO often sound like the Stones, and what's wrong with that? Would the Crowes really mind if anyone said so?

Besides, I think such comparisons are inevitable and unavoidable. What other way should we talk about music than to show its connectivity to tradition? And certain musical forms are more rooted in generational traditions than others -- like Jazz and Blues, for instances. One really shouldn't discuss the Rolling Stones without mentioning Howlin' Wolf or Muddy Waters. Laying out such landmarks for reference points gives credit to the source and also lends credence to the artist for proving worthy of being mentioned in the same breath. Ultimately, it allows for a broader commonality of rich musical language that we can all converse in, once sufficiently enlightened.

So, with that out of the way, let's go through this album for my second listen, and put down some random thoughts concerning musical guideposts.

Goodbye Daughters of the Revolution
This playful sense of rhythm - simultaneously loose and tight, sloppy but disciplined - is a 100% nod to The Faces. But the Crowes have now made this sound their own - it is now the "classic" Black Crowes sound. Wonderful slide guitar work.

Walk Believer Walk
Starts with a riff I can only describe as AC/DC, but soon turns into AC/DC heavy gospel dirge. More tasty slide work. I love the bass during the refrain. A little solo vocal chanting, a la Black Dog.

Oh Josephine
Almost everything about this cut sounds like Rolling Stones circa 1973: the opening acoustic sound, the soft wah filter on the lead guitar, the Keith Richards harmonies, the Nicky Hopkins-like piano, and Chris Robinson's lead vocal. If he wanted to embark upon a career as the Mick Jagger Experience, this would be a good demo. Really a beautiful song. Wonderful instrumental ending with a lovely little modal vamp line.

Evergreen
Heavy introduction - sublime dissonant intervals on guitar riff -- strong musty whiffs of Manic Depression -- more perfect organ work - C. Robinson in fine full sonority. Guitar solo = more shades of Hendrix. Who is this drummer? Note: must learn more about the drummer - he is extraordinary.


Wee Who See the Deep
Drum intro: Cripple Creek? Guitar riff: a graft of 25 or 6 to 4 with the turnaround lick from Hey Joe. Glorious and unexpected harmonies on the Chorus. I love the guitar solo, and now want to touch the hem of the drummer's garment. Outro features a breakdown to piano, vocal and slide guitar. Nice.


Locust Street
Mandolin intro - piano entry at chorus is absolutely spot-on gorgeous. I'm wishing they could have gotten hooked up with Emmylou Harris for this one. Beautiful chorus melody like a long lost child of Graham Parsons. This one is pure Americana.

Movin On Down the Line
It's all right sisters, It's all right brothers. Is that a mellotron? (Led Zep - No Quarter) Intro vocal chant build up and build up until it sounds like an outro instead, then the rock kicks in. Turns into some kinda New Orleans / Dr. John funk for a few lines. Main lick sounds like a little piece of Beatles' I Feel Fine riff. Instrumental breakdown section in funky 7/8 time with sweet harmonica soloing. Rhythm section is making me ruin my underpants.


Wounded Bird
Chordal intro -- The Seeker? After the first verse, song enters a beautiful and totally unexpected melody for the chorus -- it's grabbing me hard. Is this my favorite of the album? Could be.

God's Got It
Swamp stomp. Heavy. Think: Buddy Guy's "Sweet Tea" album.


There's Gold in Them Hills
Lyrically, a variation on Bob Dylan's Isis? Musically -- stunning. Just Brilliant. Chris Robinson's full talents as a singer are on display here -- excellent phrasing -- inspired melodies. Also, the Crowe's combined talents as an ENSEMBLE unit shine and shine and shine here. The honky-tonk section of this track is worth the price of the entire album. Random associative thought: the movie, "McCabe and Mrs. Miller."

Whoa Mule
Lyrically and musically, a perfect follow up to the previous track. The B.C.'s show off some folk roots, with this Irish / English-style jig transplanted to American soil. Wistful and innocent, it proves to be an effective way to cap this rootsy and soulful album.

So what else can I say? If you have even the tiniest inkling that you might enjoy this album, then by all means go buy it today. . . Now! I didn't think they made 'em like this anymore, so get it while it's hot.