Music is Neil's life, too. Let's hope it's a short one. He performs with his main band Unilever at yet another dive-y club. For all I know, it could be the one where he got his tongue bitten off. Neil passionately shouts a series of numbers at the crowd. "Oh one! Eight double one! Eight oh five five!" Punk bingo? In an interview, Neil laments the fact that Unilever might not last much longer if they don't get some "support." Apparently the British music press is hard on new bands. Or at least that's why Neil thinks he's not a full-fledged rock star. Oh -- that and the fact that Neil's music isn't "fashionable at the moment." I guess Neil needs to wait until pointless experimental music performed by talentless toffs from Oxford becomes fashionable. Then he will be recognized as the genius that he is. At that point, Jay will probably also have a Nobel Prize in Literature. Neil decides to bite the bullet and do a little networking. He and one of his bandmates visit a record company and drop off a demo tape. The guy behind the desk -- who must get thousands of these demo tapes dropped in his lap each day -- informs them that it might take a month for an A&R person to listen to it. Neil and his friend are outraged. In an interview, Neil reveals that he's convinced his tape will be dropped in the trash. Neil, I think you're right. They try another record company. Neil complains in an interview that he's not good at "selling himself." Um, maybe the problem isn't the sales pitch as much as the product you're trying to sell. ["If I've learned anything from movies, it's that Neil needs to regroup by getting a job in a pub where he wears skanky outfits and dances on the bar." -- Wing Chun]

Sharon is back rehearsing with her band for the first time since the operation. Never mind that they're using footage from the first episode to show the actual rehearsal (or so I surmise from the serious continuity problem between Sharon's rehearsal hair and Sharon's interview hair). Sharon's voice is flat, but she wastes no time in telling the band what they're doing wrong. In an interview, she talks about how nerve-wracking the experience was for her, but says that after she warmed up, she felt great. The song she's singing is some poor man's version of Des'ree's "You Gotta Be." It's a series of self-help proclamations strung together. "You can't get what you want/ And two wrongs don't make a right/ You like to think you're needed/ and you're searching for the light/ Put your feet back on the ground!"