I’m beginning to feel like a cat whose lives are being used up at a weekly rate.  Yesterday I stood again in the bottom three and again managed to save myself.

Yesterday during the elimination I sang my style and it was the fist time I’d felt like myself onstage.  Ironic sometimes we learn the same lessons over and over again.   Here I think it’s now been beaten my head that I had to trust myself and who I am.  I don’t think I can rely on anything but that.

Neal:
Truly of the most beautiful, selfless, talented human being I have ever met.  He inspires me as a person and as a musician.  I wrote more songs with Neal in the last couple of weeks than I have in the last six months.  I am proud to know him and call him my friend. I miss him.  Long live Slone and The C.