And in the dressing room, Neil was like a guy you went to high school with. Chipper, adrenalized since he’d just had a great show, but with no airs whatsoever. He was normal. But so upbeat, I had to ask him, did he ever get frustrated, ever get depressed? He rolled his head back and laughed…it’s part of being creative, the despair creeps in and you’ve got to create to get out of the space.