Post-Show Blues & Pre-Vegas Hustle
Posted by Eric Welch on May 8th 2025
The show is over.The lights have gone dark, applause faded, and life snaps back to what it always was.
I wake with that heavy tug in my chest—that low-grade depression that sneaks in once the adrenaline burns off. Maybe it’s the booze. Maybe it’s the weed. Maybe it’s just the weight of hard living pressing down. But really? Deep down? I know what it is.
It’s the absen
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Curtain Calls
Posted by Eric Welch on Apr 19th 2025
The lights are blinding.The audience is packed.My heart pounds like a war drum, but I’m breathing through it.
This is it.
No turning back.
Fuck.
What if I forget my lines?What if I miss my cue?
I peek through the curtain. My mom and stepdad are out there, front row, smiling, ready for a performance they will have no idea how to process. I laugh to myself—they’re about to witness
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Full Throttle
Posted by Eric Welch on Apr 3rd 2025
I was all in now,
deep in the world of community theatre.
And man… what a scene.
The juxtaposition of it all was wild. One minute I’m in the streets, flipping pounds and spending weekends under the neon glow of a club, and the next I’m standing in a circle at a Unitarian church, playing theatre games with actors.
It was surreal.
I kept my worlds separate—or at least, I tr
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The First Step Toward Change
Posted by Eric Welch on Mar 27th 2025
Evolving was something I needed to do.
If I was serious about moving to LA—serious about Venice Beach, about the art, about chasing the west coast sun instead of just daydreaming about it—then I had to quit talking and start doing.
And the art pulling me west wasn’t just about acting, drawing, or painting. It was storytelling. Becoming somebody that people thought I wouldn’
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