Lady Gaga came to Melbourne the same time I was going through some massive changes following the death of my father. But there’s never been any acknowledgement of me as an artist, and really it’s about to backfire on the Lady.
What I learnt as a Melbourne underground artist is there’s no red carpet for me. The newly opened metro tunnel had a sign in the city, it was topped with barbed wire. What happened to me in my old school and library as a Melbourne writer trying to charge my phone, a power struggle over a power point. I was thrown against a wall by security and had the police called on me to be summoned to court, when the truth is it should be me taking you all to court.
Where was Lady Gaga in all that? On stage at Marvel stadium while me, the real superhero was being subjected to abuse. The Lady has given no indication that she is even aware of the trurh.
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