By Kiana Fernandez
Sometimes, you can just feel it.
It's that tension in the air when you're the only person of color in the room. You can sense the stares. You swear you can hear their thoughts.
Coming from a majority white population in Southlake, Texas, it was always like this for me: going to class, to work, to the grocery store. Whether it was real or paranoia, this tension followed me. I would feel it especially when I would frequent local live shows in my area. It was all the same. The performers were mainly white men. The crowd was white. I was me.
Making the move to Austin, Texas, the "live music capital of the world," I envisioned a space free from that feeling of isolation - an environment rich with artists and bands of different ethnicities, identities and styles. While the music scene in Austin is definitely more diverse than Southlake, it still didn't feel like enough.