They're necessary: I don't want anyone's help and I particularly do not want the HR department of the uni or Wingnut or whoever as any part of the process. I refuse to let them 'help' .. I want to sing the songs I want to sing, which means NO show tunes for Weeded Out. I refuse to let a woman play Tina, and that's because I don't want to write a lesbian show -- it was about a non-passing trans woman, and that is the only option. I don't want fancy offices. I don't think Weeded Out needs anything and I absolutely refuse any version that isn't shot on the phone camera for cheap. That's the ethos of the show. So I want people to stop with their suggestions unless they buy my script for $$. None of them have my career, and I'm busy with those things - the new guitar sound didn't happen overnight, and I don't want to make TV with people who genuinely, honestly have shown me they are afraid to write or even be in the same room as me. That's why. The show would remain topical regardless of I was to wait a while before filming the longer script. Plus the shorts require basically nothing, and I absolutely refuse to be anything other than myself. - The Mist isn't about Jake. Ok -- it's about Chloe: I wanted that friendship to be the way it was. Having to clarify that is why I have no sympathy for people who are annoyed they live rent-free in my head. This is just what happens with the whole popstar buzz: it's inevitable that people see themselves in my story, but this is why I refuse. I don't want to help anyone who used to pick on me, and that's a fair number of my so-called 'friends' -- this is why I'm not helping the uni. Fuck you all if you can't be bothered to send me an email. I don't want to be a composer-in-residence, and that is because I do not want the uni to be associated with any of my work. I've more than done my dash inadvertently promoting the NZSM, and I refuse any other versions of that: if my cycle and the musical helped the uni, that's fine, but they can't have my new show. That's because the show is about the life I was able to lead after I finished uni. Those people weren't part of it, and I don't want them to pretend like they didn't sell me down the river for being too vocal about pot and gossip. They don't get me; now they have to write to me if they want my show. And I refuse to cast Cass. It's simple: I don't know if she's any good because there's no footage I could find, and I simply do not want them or any of their friends to help me if they cannot be bothered to write to me. That's it. The challenge is laid down, and all of you have to pick it up because I don't want your help, and this big sell has totally failed. I refuse to work with the uni and Red Scare and that is final. I don't care how fucking angry you are: I'm not giving up the drugs, and none of you will ever get to film my shit unless I get some written notes that demonstrate I'm not just a fucking cam show that you people can't get enough of. I refuse to sing for anyone. I refuse to play for anyone. That's what it will be unless you people back the fuck off, and leave me alone.
So leave me alone, or write to me. Either way, it's not my problem. 👍
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