To my stalkers and blackmailers
- Amanda Riddell
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- 3 hours ago
- 2 min read
Mr. Luxon, Mr. Barr, Ms. Boucher: you can't keep this up.
People read that article, even if it was retracted. This isn't the first instance, Sinead. If they hadn't, I wouldn't have needed to defend myself via AMPP.
You have to admit: a) it took place, b) you enabled it, and c) I'm entitled to a settlement.
I'm not coming back to Question Time until the Omelette has the guts to apologise.
You're a suspect in my harassment case, Mr. Luxon. My name isn't your business. Even if it was, it had nothing to do with your wife. I've got a mountain of evidence. -
Mr. Fraser, Ms. Snedden, Ms. Gardiner: you cheated me to get paid.
Don't pretend like you weren't aware that this was a piece of fraud based around my spec script and songs. Without my IP, none of you would've been paid.
Mr. Cain, Ms. Tse, Mr. Di Somma: no, you can't just steal my songs.
Don't pretend that you were somehow collaborating: you've never met me, Luke. You stole Machine Fatigue, including the 12-part chart that I had doodled. There can be no further productions of Unruly Tourists with that song. Pay me a fee.
The fee is for copyright violation of an APRA song, not a licence to use it.
I'd be in court if I'd stolen one of your songs... expect the same.
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To all of you, and your allies:
Just because you're able to go to industry parties and events without being seen like a celebrity creep - all those MJ jokes you made are biting you in the arse - doesn't mean that you have any inherent right to trample over my intellectual property rights or my decision to ignore your offers. My basic human rights include both free expression and free association. Those include the right not to express or not to associate.
Unruly Tourists was a scheme that the SIS cooked up to defang Shipwrecked on Islands. Though they lied in press articles - which later hid the real budget of $9 million - NZ Opera had no intention of producing that musical until after my initial treatment. Runaway Activists in the year 2050. Ring any bells? Mr. Di Somma took the blood money, but stole my song. That's unprofessional and an insult to my craft, particularly as all the theatre and classical dorks didn't want to admit that I'm actually as good at orchestrating or composing as any of them. What really happened? They asked me to be in it and sing my hits: I refused. Luke and others decided that they had the right…