Neil Fein's Blog

In the first sketch of the show last night, I got to fall on my ass. I not only did this well, I fell on my ass and hit my head on the floor in the bargain. I was able to act out the "confusion" and "dizziness" after the fall very authentically.

The show went just as we wanted, and we're all very happy. With the show. Now that it's apparent just how many people are leaving the group, it's obvious that things will have to change, but the group can weather this.

After carrying PA pieces and instruments out to the car, I walked back into the building in the middle of a conversation. I was asked "Neil, you'll be at the next show, right?" -- I forget who asked. My plan had been to speak to Carrie, the general manager, before speaking to the group. So of course I blurted out, "I won't be at any shows, I'm leaving the group." And then, "I want to spend more time writing." So I fell on my ass twice that night; I'm putting it down to being tired.

I spoke with Carrie later on, and I think all is well, there. (That was kind of rude of me.) I like most of the people in the group, and I like the work we do. I want to get back to my own music, and I think I've learned a little about handling an audience. My performances have matured, and while I'm not a great vocalist, my voice has never sounded better.

I said to myself in the car on the way home, "my voice has never sounded this great before." Then I said, "my ego has never been this big before!" I laughed, and said "stop talking to yourself so much!"