Scream Like a Girl
Night before last I went to see the Pinback show with my friend Eric Marcoullier . I almost didnt go. After all, I had just finished eleven straight days of travel, which included meetings in NYC, speaking New Orleans at Tribecon (an amazing experience!), my grandmother’s funeral in San Jose and the Techstars reunion in Seattle. Im glad I went.
The band was fun, the venue, the Ogden Theatre, is always great (sort of a large version of the Fox in Boulder). As the band began to play, Eric and I were about 5 feet or so from the front. Standing against the stage were three girls. Each under 20 (given the black X’es on the back of their hands), dressed as if this was their big night out and bubbly as if the band was the second coming of Jesus.
When Pinback started playing, the girls started to squeal. Loudly. It was quickly accompanied by dancing around and faces full of smiles.
I chuckled to myself watching them bounce around. You see, earlier that day I signed a termsheet for the project Im working on and found a senior technologist to join the team. If I wasnt so tired, I would have been jumping around.
All in all, I couldnt have picked a better place to be than in a place filled with hundreds of people expressing the pure joy I was feeling.
And as the band played, I was screaming like a girl. At least on the inside.
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