Mrs. Pain is a song that is based metaphor.  The main character in the song, Mrs. Pain, is a metaphor for depression, and the story is a metaphor for an individual's existential struggle with depression.  The relief experienced by the depressed person in the song is expressed as a sort of prayer followed by a sort of divine exorcism.  Whether offered in the form of traditional psychotherapy, or psychotherapy by experts also trained in theology (something I call psychoPrayerapy), modern-day approaches can be depicted as a sort of psychological exorcism, with the psychologist, pastoral counselor, or other type of mental health professional, serving as an archetypal priest or shamon. 

Here's the PsychMusicVid challenge: Consider the experience of depression, and its relief via psychotherapy, or a combination of psychotherapy, medication, and/or alternative treatments.  Describe, in phenomenological terms, the difference between how you would approach the subject of depression using scientific language, and the way you would depict the aspects of depression, and its treatment as communicated in this song, through a music video, using visual languages based on the song instead of scientific terminology.  Then produce your video. 


Mrs Pain
Dr BLT
words and music by Dr Bruce L Thiessen, aka Dr BLT copyright 2011

I knew a weepin' widow
who lived down the street
every night she turned out the lights
and cried herself to sleep
every day she'd drew the shades
and hung her head in shame
one day I asked and I found out
her name was Mrs Pain

she had a son named Sorrow
and she had a son named Shame
she had a daughter named
Damsel in Distress, and
her nickname was insane
she had a dog named Down in the Dumps
she had a cat named Catastrophe
fish who swim
in a bucket of tears
and though it may sound strange
her name was Mrs Pain
her name was Mrs Pain

one day she came to my house
and started knockin' at my door
and when I answered the door
she said
I'm gonna tell you what's in store
I'm gonna knock you down
down to the ground
fill your heart and soul with misery
I said no thank you please
I don't need your disease
then I begged on bended knees
please Mrs Pain
please Mrs Pain

one day I prayed to the heavens above
for this woman to be gone
I knew she darked all of my days
and I knew I lost my song
well the lightenin' struck
the thunder roared
and Mrs. Pain was runnin' scared
well she took her pets
and her children too
and where she goes
you better beware
of Mrs Pain
beware of Mrs Pain...