Last week Betro and I went to a show. One of our Rock Camp buddies was having her record-release party and it was great! There were so many familiar faces, so much love. Those Rock Camp chicks really are aces.
And then there was the music. The first act up was Tonopah, fronted by Rock Camp volunteer Effie. This band makes me happy, as their music is joy-filled. And Effie is so utterly darling. As a Brit, she was the only chick at the club wearing shorts in March.
The next act to take the stage was Wolf Prize. I adore this band and their music. All members are Rock Camp volunteers and I swear – they really are fab.
By the time Once Nina took the stage, Betro and I had moved to the front of the room to watch the show from a close vantage. As I watched so many friends, including front woman Nina, I realized I was witnessing someone’s dream coming true. I started smiling and didn’t stop. With that thought in mind, I felt totally present. And privileged.
All these dear souls are in my life because of Rock and Roll Camp for Girls Los Angeles. They are my friends, my tribe. I love them and I am incredibly grateful to know them. Because I’m me, and therefore terribly flawed, I sometimes succumb to self-doubt. During those dark moments, I wonder if I have anything at all to offer these ladies. I wonder if there is any reciprocity in our relationships. I feel like I get so much out of knowing them. I don’t always think they can possibly benefit as much from knowing me. So when I read Nina’s personal note to me on the back of her debut vinyl, I was incredibly touched.
It’s true – I do know dark moments. The night of the Once Nina record-release show wasn’t one of them. In fact, it couldn’t have been any brighter.