- [Announcer] Support for this program comes from the City of Austin's Live Music Fund.

And by Six Square, Austin's Black Cultural Arts District.

For more information, head to six square.org.

And by The Rebel Fund, founded by Rosa Rebellion.

(lively music) (lively music) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (audience applauding) (lively music) - Greetings, I am your host, and, yes, the Priestess of the Party Qi Dada.

- [Audience Member] Qi Dada!

- Welcoming you to "Black Divas: Honoring Motherhood and Maternal Health."

On a concert full of laughter and art and song and this incredible jacket.

- [Audience Member] Yes.

(audience applauding) (lively music) - I got jackets for days.

I got lots of jackets, honey.

Seriously, her voice is a gift, a gift of life.

She finds joy in the midst of it all.

She sings because she is sound.

Enjoy the profound talents of Black Divas as they give voice for those who have been silenced, those who lost their lives during birth because they were not listened to.

This is a program for all to share and enjoy.

So please put your hands together for Black Divas!

(audience cheering) (audience applauding) (audience applauding) (lively music) - We're so sorry.

- We're so sorry.

- Sorry.

My bad.

- What was the holdup?

- Listen, we had to get the tea.

Listen, Craven's cousin went and bought a wig off the internet.

- Oh stop it.

- And parts of it were flying off during lunch.

So by the time the lunch ended, she looked like a balled gym teacher.

- Oh no.

- Honey, I hear you, but don't tell me the tea.

Tell them the tea.

Y'all wanna hear the tea?

- Yes.

- Yeah.

("Girl Talk") ♪ We like to chat about the dresses that we'll wear tonight ♪ ♪ We chew the fat about our tresses ♪ ♪ and the neighbor's fight ♪ ♪ Inconsequential things that men don't truly care to know ♪ ♪ Become essential things that women find so apropos ♪ ♪ But that's a dame ♪ ♪ We're all the same, it's just a game, we call it ♪ ♪ Girl talk, girl talk ♪ ♪ We all meow about the ups and downs of all our friends ♪ ♪ The who, the how, the why ♪ ♪ We dish the dirt, it never ends ♪ ♪ The weaker sex, the "meeker" sex you mortal males behold ♪ ♪ And though they scoff, they wouldn't trade us ♪ ♪ For a bag of gold ♪ ♪ But that's a dame ♪ ♪ We're all the same, it's just a game, we call it ♪ ♪ Girl talk, girl talk ♪ ♪ We all meow about the ups and downs of all our friends ♪ ♪ The who, the how, the why ♪ ♪ We dish the dirt, it never ends ♪ ♪ The weaker sex, the "meeker" sex you mortal males behold ♪ ♪ Although they scoff, they wouldn't trade us ♪ ♪ For a bag of gold ♪ ♪ But that's a dame ♪ ♪ We're all the same, it's just a game, we call it ♪ ♪ Girl talk, girl talk ♪ ♪ Girl talk, girl talk ♪ ♪ Girl talk, girl talk ♪ ♪ Girl talk, girls talk to me ♪ (audience cheering) (audience applauding) - Of all men agility?

- Girl, that is insane.

- Mm-hmm.

- My goodness.

♪ Der Holle Rache kocht in meinem Herzen ♪ ♪ Tod und Verzweiflung, ♪ ♪ Tod und Verzweiflung flammet um mich her ♪ ♪ Fuhlt nicht durch dich Sarastro Todesschmerzen ♪ ♪ Sarastro Todesschmerzen ♪ ♪ Sot du meine Tochter nimmermehr ♪ ♪ Sot du mei, meine Tochter nimmermehr ♪ ♪ Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah ♪ ♪ Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah ♪ ♪ Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ A-a-a-a-a-ah ♪ ♪ Meine Tochter nimmermehr.

♪ ♪ Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah ♪ ♪ Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah ♪ ♪ Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ A-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ Sot meine Tochter nimmermehr ♪ ("Der Holle Rache") (audience applauding) ♪ Verstossen sei auf ewig und verlassen sei auf ewig ♪ ♪ Zertrummert sei auf ewig alle Bande der Natur ♪ ♪ Verstossen, verlassen, und zertrummert ♪ ♪ Alle Bande der Natur, alle ♪ ♪ Ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ ha-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ ha-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ ha-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ A-a-a-a-a-a-a ♪ ♪ A-a-a-a-a-a-A ♪ ♪ A-a-a-a-a-a-a bande ♪ ♪ Alle Bande der Natur ♪ ♪ Wenn nicht durch dich ♪ ♪ Sarastro wird ♪ ♪ Erblassen ♪ ♪ Hort, hort, hort ♪ ♪ Rache, Gotter ♪ ♪ Hort der Mutter Schwur.

♪ (lively music) (audience applauding) ("Alabaster Box") - Amen.

- Amen.

♪ Mm-hmm ♪ ♪ Mm-hmm ♪ ♪ Mm-hmm ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ (spirited music) ♪ The room grew still ♪ ♪ As she made her way to Jesus ♪ ♪ She stumbled through the tears ♪ ♪ That made her blind ♪ ♪ She felt such pain ♪ ♪ Some spoke in anger ♪ ♪ Heard folks whisper ♪ ♪ There's no place here for her kind ♪ ♪ Still on she came ♪ ♪ Through the shame that flushed her face ♪ ♪ Until at last ♪ ♪ She knelt before His feet ♪ ♪ And though she spoke no words ♪ ♪ Everything she said was heard ♪ ♪ As she poured her love for the Master ♪ ♪ From her box of alabaster ♪ ♪ I've come to pour ♪ ♪ My praise on Him ♪ ♪ Like oil ♪ ♪ From Mary's alabaster box ♪ ♪ Don't be angry ♪ ♪ If I wash His feet with my tears ♪ ♪ And I dry them with my hair ♪ ♪ You weren't there ♪ ♪ The night that Jesus found me ♪ ♪ You did not feel what I felt ♪ ♪ When He wrapped His love all around me and ♪ ♪ You don't know the cost ♪ ♪ Of the oil ♪ ♪ In my alabaster box ♪ (audience applauding) (spirited music) ♪ I can't forget ♪ ♪ What life used to be ♪ ♪ I was a prisoner to the sin that had me bound ♪ ♪ I spent my days ♪ ♪ Pouring my heart out without measure ♪ ♪ Into this little treasure box ♪ ♪ I'd thought I'd found ♪ ♪ Until the day when Jesus came to me ♪ ♪ And He healed my soul ♪ ♪ With the wonder of His touch ♪ ♪ Now I'm giving back to Him ♪ ♪ All the praise He's worthy of ♪ ♪ I've been forgiven ♪ ♪ And that's why ♪ ♪ I love Him so much ♪ ♪ I've come to ♪ ♪ Pour my praise on Him like oil ♪ ♪ From Mary's alabaster box ♪ ♪ Hmm ♪ ♪ Please don't be angry ♪ ♪ If I wash His feet with my tears ♪ ♪ And dry them with my hair, ♪ ♪ My hair ♪ ♪ You weren't there ♪ ♪ The night that Jesus found me ♪ ♪ You did not feel what I felt ♪ ♪ When He wrapped His love all around me and ♪ ♪ You don't know the cost of the oil ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ You don't know the cost of my praise ♪ ♪ You don't know the cost of the oil ♪ ♪ In my alabaster box ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ (audience applauding) (audience cheering) - [Audience Member] Come on, Icy.

("A Streetcar Named Desire") ♪ Real, Who wants real ♪ (spirited music) ♪ I know I don't want it ♪ (spirited music) ♪ I want magic ♪ ♪ Magic, yes ♪ ♪ That's what I want ♪ ♪ That's what I try to give to people ♪ (spirited music) ♪ I do misrepresent things ♪ ♪ I don't tell the truth ♪ ♪ But I tell what ♪ ♪ Ought to be the truth ♪ ♪ What it ought to be ♪ ♪ Yes, magic, magic's what I try to give to people ♪ (spirited music) ♪ If that's a sin ♪ ♪ If that is such a sin ♪ ♪ Then let me be ♪ ♪ Damned for it ♪ ♪ Don't turn on that light ♪ ♪ It'll all look so ugly in that light ♪ ♪ Why not see by candlelight ♪ ♪ Or moonlight ♪ ♪ Or by starlight ♪ ♪ They are bright enough to see by ♪ (tense music) ♪ Sometimes too bright.

♪ (audience applauding) (audience cheering) ("Lakme") ♪ Viens, Mallika ♪ ♪ Les lianes en fleurs ♪ ♪ Jettent deja leur ombre ♪ ♪ Sur le ruisseau sacre ♪ ♪ Qui coule, calme et sombre, ♪ ♪ Eveille par le chant des oiseaux tapageurs ♪ ♪ Oh maitresse ♪ ♪ C'est l'heure ou je te vois sourire ♪ ♪ L'heure benie ou je puis lire ♪ ♪ Dans le coeur toujours ferme de Lakme ♪ (spirited music) ♪ Sous le dome epais ♪ ♪ Ou le blanc jasmin ♪ ♪ A la rose s'assemble ♪ ♪ Sur la rive en fleurs ♪ ♪ Riant au matin ♪ ♪ Viens, descendons ensemble ♪ ♪ Doucement glissons ♪ ♪ De son flot charmant ♪ ♪ Suivons le courant fuyant ♪ ♪ Dans l'onde fremissante ♪ ♪ D'une main nonchalante ♪ ♪ Viens, gagnons ♪ ♪ Le bord, ♪ ♪ Ou la source dort et ♪ ♪ L'oiseau, l'oiseau chante.

♪ ♪ Sous le dome epais ♪ ♪ Ou le blanc jasmin ♪ ♪ Ah descendons ♪ ♪ Ensemble ♪ (audience applauding) (audience cheering) ♪ Mais, je ne sais quelle crainte subite ♪ ♪ S'empare de moi ♪ ♪ Quand mon pere va seul a leur ville maudite ♪ ♪ Je tremble, je tremble d'effroi ♪ ♪ Pourquoi le Dieu Ganeca le protege ♪ ♪ Jusqua letang ou s'ebattent joyeux ♪ ♪ Les cygnes aux ailes de neige ♪ ♪ Allons cueillir les lotus bleus ♪ ♪ Oui, pres des cygnes aux ailles de meige ♪ ♪ Allons cueillir les lotus bleus ♪ ♪ Sous le dome epais ♪ ♪ Ou le blanc jasmin ♪ ♪ A la rose s'assemble ♪ ♪ Sur la rive en fleurs ♪ ♪ Riant au matin ♪ ♪ Viens, descendons ensemble ♪ ♪ Doucement glissons ♪ ♪ De son flot charmant ♪ ♪ Suivons le courant fuyant ♪ ♪ Dans l'onde fremissante ♪ ♪ D'une main nonchalante ♪ ♪ Viens, gagnons le bord ♪ ♪ Ou la source dort et ♪ ♪ L'oiseau, l'oiseau chante ♪ ♪ Sous le domee epais ♪ ♪ Ou le blanc jasmin ♪ ♪ Ah descendons ♪ ♪ Ensemble ♪ - Yeah.

- Yeah.

(audience applauding) (spirited music) ♪ Ah-ha ♪ ♪ Ah-ha ♪ ♪ Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha ♪ ♪ Ha-Ha ♪ (audience applauding) (audience cheering) ("Habanera") (audience chattering) ♪ L'amour est un oiseau rebelle ♪ ♪ Que nul ne peut apprivoiser ♪ ♪ Et c'est bien en vain qu'on l'appelle ♪ ♪ S'il lui convient de refuser ♪ ♪ Rien n'y fait menace ou priere ♪ ♪ L'un parle bien l'autre se tait ♪ ♪ Et c'est l'autre que je prefere ♪ ♪ Il n'a rien dit mais il me plaît ♪ ♪ L'amour ♪ ♪ L'amour ♪ ♪ L'amour ♪ ♪ L'amour ♪ ♪ L'amour est enfant de boheme ♪ ♪ Il n'a jamais, jamais connu de loi ♪ ♪ Si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime ♪ ♪ Si je t'aime prends garde a toi ♪ ♪ Prends garde a toi ♪ ♪ Si tu ne m'aimes pas ♪ ♪ Si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime ♪ ♪ Prends garde a toi ♪ ♪ Mais si je t'aime, si je t'aime ♪ ♪ Prends garde a toi ♪ ("Habanera") ♪ L'oiseau que tu croyais surprendre ♪ ♪ Battit de l'aile et s'envola ♪ ♪ L'amour est loin tu peux l'attendre ♪ ♪ Tu ne l'attends plus il est la ♪ ♪ Bout autour de toi vite vite ♪ ♪ Il vient s'en va puis il revient ♪ ♪ Tu crois le tenir il t'evite ♪ ♪ Tu crois l'eviter il te tient ♪ ♪ L'amour ♪ ♪ L'amour ♪ ♪ L'amour ♪ ♪ L'amour ♪ ♪ L'amour est enfant de boheme ♪ ♪ Il n'a jamais, jamais connu de loi ♪ ♪ Si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime ♪ ♪ Si je t'aime prends garde a toi ♪ ♪ Prends garde a toi ♪ ♪ Mais si je t'aime, si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime ♪ ♪ Prends garde a toi ♪ ♪ Mais si je t'aime, si je t'aime ♪ ♪ Prends garde a toi ♪ (audience applauding) (audience cheering) ♪ I'm about to go lay down ♪ - Yeah.

- Yeah.

(audience laughing) ♪ Go Lay down ♪ ♪ Go ♪ ♪ Lay down ♪ ♪ Go ♪ ♪ Go lay down ♪ - 'Cause I'm tired for real.

♪ Go lay down ♪ ♪ Look at your neighbor ♪ - Y'all still lookin' at me.

(audience laughing) ♪ Look at your neighbor say ♪ ♪ Go Lay down ♪ - Oh, glory, huh?

♪ Go Lay down ♪ ♪ Go ♪ - Ooh, glory-sanana, hold on ♪ Lay down ♪ ♪ We're about to lay down ♪ - Yes, we are.

♪ We're about to go lay down ♪ - Kraven?

♪ Get the good book and ♪ ♪ Go lay down ♪ - The good book, hmm.

♪ Go Lay down ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Hmm ♪ ♪ Quit that job ♪ ♪ And go Lay down ♪ - Hold on, you fittin' to quit your job?

- Your whole job?

- Quit it?

♪ We're 'bout to go lay ♪ ♪ Down ♪ ♪ Go Lay ♪ ♪ Down ♪ ♪ Go ♪ ♪ Go ♪ - You fittin' to go far, hold on.

You gonna go far.

♪ Ooh ♪ - You gonna go somewhere?

- I'm done.

- You goin'?

♪ Go ♪ - Go, go!

(audience laughing) ♪ Go ♪ - That was real deep.

- Do it again.

- Do it.

♪ Go ♪ - You was in your chest.

♪ Go ♪ I'm talkin' 'bout go, huh?

♪ Go ♪ - Yeah.

♪ Lay down ♪ (audience cheering) (audience applauding) - [Audience Member] Hallelujah.

(audience cheering) (audience applauding) (spirited music) - [Psychologist] Sing me a lullaby you sang to your baby.

♪ Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm ♪ ♪ Hmm-hmm-Hmm ♪ ♪ Hmm-hmm-Hmm ♪ ♪ Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-Hmm ♪ ♪ Hush mi amore ♪ - [Psychologist] Sing me a lullaby you sang to your baby.

♪ Quietly while you were asleep ♪ ♪ The moon and I were talking ♪ ♪ I'd ask that she always keep you protected ♪ ♪ She promised me your light ♪ ♪ Thank you ♪ ♪ Take care of you ♪ - [Psychologist] Sing me a lullaby you used to sing to your babies.

- [Patient] I didn't.

I was suffering from postpartum depression.

- [Psychologist] Tell me about that.

- [Patient] So I was just trying to stay alive and keep my baby alive.

- [Psychologist] Yeah.

- [Patient] Postpartum depression was something I had heard about.

But again, it's kinda like it's people don't talk us about it.

Right, I had just pumped breast milk and I spilled it and I was just on the floor waiting in it and my husband was just like, "I'm calling your doctor."

And so he called the doctor and the doctor said, "Put the baby in a safe place.

I'm gonna call her in a prescription, and you go pick it up."

- [Psychologist] Sing me a lullaby you used to sing your babies.

- [Patient] He was in the NICU for four and a half months.

So I used to rap, and the song that I always would rap to him would be "Gods" by Ocean, jeez.

♪ I was storing the hope and blessing the Pope ♪ ♪ And cutting these ropes from my people ♪ ♪ Believing that we're free ♪ ♪ Believing that we could be anything that we wanna be ♪ ♪ And our eyes are openin' ♪ ♪ And I healed the heart within remembering ♪ ♪ That I know why I can ♪ ♪ Be what I wanna be ♪ ♪ And if I worked hard on it ♪ ♪ I'll be where I wanna be ♪ ♪ I'll be where I wanna be ♪ ♪ And I know I can ♪ ♪ Manifest my own destiny ♪ ♪ And bring forward the best in me ♪ ♪ The best in me ♪ ♪ The God that is blessing me ♪ (patient sobbing) And I would rap that to my boy to let him know, be unapologetically strong.

We're gonna walk out of these doors and the life that we are creating is a life that nobody can take from you.

(spirited music) (audience applauding) (audience cheering) (lively music) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (audience cheering) (lively music) - [Audience Member] Yes.

(audience chattering) (lively music) - See, don't turn away 'cause I caught you staring.

You seem to have a problem with it, so I'm gonna let you know all about my hair.

You see in each strand lies story from mother to daughter to grandma to auntie.

To know about it is to have an insight about me.

You see, my hair can stand up straight like a soldier in a cavalry, and for lack of a better word, my hair was just plain old nappy.

My hair has been fried, dyed and slicked to the side.

Twisted, burned, turned, clipped, whipped, crimped, blown out, grown out, and then just torn out.

Like the many sides of my being, my hair has taken on many formations.

Some were absolutely beautiful and others caused great humiliation.

But I'm stuck on the Black woman's fixation to have used her hair to aid her in assimilation.

You see, you assimilate it 'cause you believe that when they told you and your hair were ugly.

Black girl, cover up your hair so I don't have to see the one thing that makes me realize how unique you are to me.

They told you and they told you, and so it finally sunk in.

And then the hair processes did begin.

It started off kinda slow, but ended up like a drug with every fluff of the ends and every painful tug, what's this?

A comb, a fire?

Something new has just transpired.

Sitting in the kitchen, grease all up on your neck, clenching your teeth as you start to sweat, praying that your mother will make a move that you would soon regret, ow, Mama!

Then after that, you didn't play when she told you to hold your ear back.

(audience laughing) (lively music) Girl, you wouldn't get burned if you would just relax.

Relax, relax, you're telling me to relax?

I wish my hair would just relax.

I wish my hair would be so free.

I just wish my hair wasn't so ugly.

See, instead of connecting with your spiritual, you commenced the six week to three-month ritual.

An inferno upon your head for beauty sake.

A fire that commence your whole body the you can't move 'cause you waiting for that perm to take.

Take it out.

Take it out.

I can't take it no more.

Take it out.

(lively music) So we finally did.

We no longer saw what you was seeing.

We found out we were Nubian queens.

It was on the page of every Ebony and Essence Magazine.

We didn't come second on nobody's list, fall for any more of your tricks.

Black beauty was something we could no longer resist.

Afro chicks with their Afro picks rolled with their Afros and they rolled thick because they were beautiful.

Beauty came naturally.

They were naturally beautiful.

But wait a minute.

Something evil is about to happen.

Something wicked is about to unfurl.

A fool is born and he invents the Jheri curl.

(audience laughing) (lively music) You wouldn't dare steal anything 'cause you know they catch you quick.

All they gotta do is follow the drips, follow the drips, follow the drip.

Shower cap on your head when you wanted to go to bed.

Black people's couches were in mass hysteria, afraid to let people in like that family from "Coming to America."

(audience laughing) (lively music) But for what?

'Cause you believe them when they told you that you and your hair were ugly.

But that's all right.

That's okay.

'Cause what they did backfired in a way, 'cause now they're the ones that can't relate when I talk about jam bergamot or Sulfur8.

Now they're the ones that can't get down with me when I talk about TCB.

Now they're the ones that have no notion when I talk about cramps in your neck from that jerky motion of regaining yours sanity with every drop of pink lotion.

You don't have to like my hair.

My hair's not for you to see.

♪ My hair is just for me.

♪ ♪ Just for me ♪ ♪ Just for me ♪ ♪ Just for me ♪ ♪ My hair is just for me ♪ ♪ Something that come so naturally ♪ ♪ Can't believe how much it's grown ♪ ♪ Like my hair is powerful ♪ ♪ Nappy headed sister that broke your comb ♪ ♪ Don't forget where you come from said ♪ ♪ Nappy headed, locks dreaded, I don't regret it ♪ ♪ Twisted with some beeswax ♪ ♪ Hair is beautiful do believe that ♪ ♪ Afros, cornrows ♪ ♪ No matter how you put it ♪ ♪ Your hair is beautiful ♪ (lively music) (audience cheering) (audience applauding) (lively music) (lively music) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (audience cheering) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) ♪ Elegant boy ♪ ♪ Beautiful girl ♪ (lively music) ♪ Dancing for joy ♪ ♪ Elegant whirl ♪ (lively music) ♪ Shades of delight, cocoa hue ♪ (lively music) ♪ Rich as the night, Afro blue ♪ (lively music) ♪ Two lovers are face to face ♪ ♪ With undulating grace ♪ ♪ They gently sway and slip away ♪ ♪ To some secluded place ♪ ♪ Shades of delight, cocoa hue ♪ ♪ Rich as the night, Afro blue ♪ (lively music) (audience applauding) - Please rise for Her Royal Majesty Kpodjito Reverend Dr. Manbo Asogwe, Dowoti Desir, Semevo the 1st, Queen Mother to the African Diaspora for the Republic of Benin.

(audience cheering) (lively music) - Black Divas, the first human sounds the universe heard were our voices.

We the first Dinkinesh, the first joys, Thembas, Adeolas, Asefis are the blackity-black-blackness of the universe.

As comets soared and asteroids, worlds, its first moons were the whites of our eyes.

Our smiles were the suns of the children we would birth.

Tonight we crack the heavens open with our voices, smoldering and renascence, golden and scintillating bold, filled with fire and holy border.

The trumpet goodness and abundance for our sons and daughters.

Use the magical frequency that is Blackness to gather hardened and broken hearts into our folds.

Reclaim what is humanities and bring shalt love back to the cosmos so it might rain again once more.

(speaking in a foreign language) (lively music) (audience cheering) ♪ Dream of a land ♪ ♪ My soul is from ♪ (lively music) ♪ I hear a hand ♪ ♪ Stroke on the drum ♪ (lively music) ♪ Shades of delight, cocoa hue ♪ (lively music) ♪ Rich as the night, Afro blue ♪ (lively music) ♪ Elegant boy, beautiful girl ♪ (lively music) ♪ Dancing for joy, elegant whirl ♪ (lively music) ♪ Shades of delight, cocoa hue ♪ (lively music) ♪ Rich as the night, Afro blue ♪ (lively music) ♪ Two lovers are face to face ♪ ♪ With undulating grace ♪ ♪ They gently sway and slip away ♪ ♪ To some secluded place ♪ ♪ Shades of delight, cocoa hue ♪ ♪ Rich as the night, Afro blue ♪ (lively music) (lively music) (audience cheering) (lively music) (audience cheering) - [Audience Member] Yeah!

(applauding) (upbeat music) ♪ My eyes ain't used to these rays ♪ ♪ I'm feeling exposed ♪ ♪ But I can't hide no more ♪ ♪ I can't hide ♪ ♪ Though the sun shines on all of my glory ♪ ♪ My flaws don't look so bad at all ♪ ♪ What was I so afraid of ♪ ♪ Every part of me is a vision ♪ ♪ A portrait of Mona ♪ ♪ Of Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Every part of me is beautiful ♪ ♪ And I finally see I'm a work of art ♪ ♪ I'm a masterpiece ♪ (audience cheering) ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ What is this I tried so long to hide ♪ ♪ Filling my heads with lies ♪ ♪ That I'm not good enough ♪ ♪ But I hear something in my ear ♪ ♪ Tell me I'm perfect ♪ ♪ Now that I know the truth ♪ ♪ It's time to show and prove ♪ ♪ Every part of me is a vision of, a portrait of Mona ♪ ♪ Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Every part of me is beautiful ♪ ♪ And I finally see ♪ ♪ I'm a work of art ♪ ♪ I'm a masterpiece ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ I see the pretty colors on my canvas ♪ ♪ I'm a work of art ♪ ♪ A Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ I'll share my picture with the world ♪ ♪ Not afraid to let it show anymore ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ I shine so bright ♪ ♪ Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ I let my colors ♪ ♪ Paint the sky ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ There is beauty in my eyes ♪ ♪ Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ I can see it now ♪ ♪ Hey ♪ ♪ Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ I can feel ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ It now ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Oh, Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Every part of me ♪ ♪ Is a vision ♪ ♪ Or a portrait of Mona ♪ ♪ Of Mona Lisa ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ ♪ Every part of me is beautiful ♪ - Yeah.

- Yeah.

♪ And I finally see ♪ ♪ I'm a work of art ♪ - Yeah!

- Woo!

♪ I'm a masterpiece ♪ - Yeah!

- Woo!

(audience cheering) (lively music) - You did that.

You did that.

- Yes.

- Y'all did that.

(upbeat music) - You know you did the thing, right?

- I appreciate it.

- You know you get you, right?

- I got your bag, girl.

- I got your back.

- And your front.

- Hey, hey.

(upbeat music) ♪ Do you ever feel it ♪ ♪ When people get unkind ♪ ♪ You can hear it in their voices ♪ ♪ They get poison on their minds ♪ ♪ Ignorance should never be excused ♪ ♪ I'll do my best ♪ ♪ To shake off their attitudes ♪ ♪ I'm walkin' away again ♪ ♪ But there's one thing ♪ ♪ That will make me take a stand ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble ♪ ♪ I will always help her out ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble ♪ ♪ I will turn the world around ♪ ♪ I will fight for her right ♪ ♪ No matter where the trouble seems to lie ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble so am I ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble so am I ♪ ♪ So am I ♪ ♪ All across the land ♪ ♪ Young people are walking blind ♪ ♪ But if the heat comes down ♪ ♪ I'll be standing by your side ♪ ♪ For I am there for you ♪ ♪ Like you are there for me ♪ ♪ Nothing feels as good ♪ ♪ As a sister's loyalty ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' 'bout family ♪ ♪ What my sister means to me ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble ♪ ♪ I will always help her out ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble ♪ ♪ I will turn the world around ♪ ♪ I will fight for her rights ♪ ♪ No matter where the trouble seems to lie ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble so am I ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble so am I ♪ ♪ So am I ♪ ♪ Hey, break it down y'all, come on ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ ♪ Go divas, go divas, go divas, go divas ♪ ♪ Go divas, go divas, go divas, go divas, go divas ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' 'bout family ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ And what my sister means to me ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble ♪ ♪ I will always help her out ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble ♪ ♪ I'm gonna turn the world around ♪ ♪ I will fight for her rights ♪ ♪ No matter where the trouble seems to lie ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble so am I ♪ ♪ If my sister's in trouble ♪ ♪ Let's go ♪ ♪ So am I ♪ ♪ Sister ♪ ♪ I'm talkin' about my sister ♪ ♪ Sister ♪ ♪ My sister ♪ ♪ I will be there ♪ ♪ When you're in trouble ♪ ♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ ♪ I will be there ♪ ♪ When you're in trouble ♪ ♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ ♪ I will be there ♪ ♪ When you're in trouble ♪ ♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ - Thank you all so much for tuning in to "Black Divas."

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Wonderful birth work happening in your world I have been your host and the priestess of the party, Qi Dada.

Tune in to "Black Divas" next time, yeah!

♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ ♪ I will be there ♪ ♪ When you're in trouble ♪ ♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ ♪ I will be there ♪ ♪ When you're in trouble ♪ ♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ ♪ I will be there ♪ ♪ When you're in trouble ♪ ♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ (audience cheering) (upbeat music) - Give it up for our band, y'all.

(audience cheering) (upbeat music) (upbeat music continues) ♪ I will be there ♪ ♪ When you're in trouble ♪ ♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ ♪ I will be there ♪ ♪ When you're in trouble ♪ ♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ ♪ I will be there ♪ ♪ When you're in trouble ♪ ♪ Reach out your hand ♪ ♪ Call on me sister ♪ - Yeah!

- Yeah!

(audience cheering) (upbeat music) - Put your hands together for my divas, y'all!

(audience cheering) (upbeat music) And these beautiful dancers here tonight.

(audience cheering) (upbeat music) Our choreographer, Lily Shepard.

And Her Royal Majesty.

(audience cheering) (upbeat music) - [Audience Member] Woo!

(people chattering) - Good night, everybody.

Good night!

(audience cheering) (upbeat music) (upbeat music continues) (upbeat music continues) (upbeat music continues) (upbeat music continues) - [Announcer] Support for this program comes from the City of Austin's Live Music Fund.

And by Six Square, Austin's Black Cultural Arts District.

For more information, head to sixsquare.org And by the Rebel Fund, founded by Rosa Rebellion.

(mellow flute music)