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SUPERIOR COURT OF OREGON
MULTNOMAH COUNTY
Case No. 2025-CV-08471
EXHIBIT A: Digital Communications Record
Email correspondence between Marcus K. Rivers and Nova Fields/Nova Fields Management
March 3, 2025 - September 15, 2025
Names have been redacted where legally required
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From: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
To: hello@novafields.com
Subject: Your songs saved my brother's life
Date: March 3, 2025, 11:47 PM
Dear Nova,
I know you get thousands of emails, but I had to write. Your song "Exhibit A" was playing when I got the call about my brother Jake's motorcycle accident three months ago. I was driving to the hospital, terrified I might lose him.
But that line—"Static clears when hearts align, broken signals still divine"—made me pull over and breathe. Jake made it through surgery that night. Touch and go for hours, but he's walking now. He's actually picked up guitar again because of your music.
I wanted you to know your art doesn't just entertain. It saves people. It saved my family.
Thank you for being brave enough to share your gift.
With deepest gratitude,
Marcus Rivers
P.S. Jake says hi and that you're "cosmically brilliant" (he's 16)
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From: hello@novafields.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Subject: Auto-Reply: Thank you for reaching out!
Date: March 3, 2025, 11:48 PM
Hi beautiful soul!
Thank you for taking the time to write. Your message means the world to me, and I read every email personally, though response time varies.
For tour dates and exclusive content, visit novafields.com.
Keep transmitting your beautiful frequency,
Nova ✨
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From: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
To: hello@novafields.com
Subject: Update on Jake's recovery
Date: March 18, 2025, 2:15 PM
Hi Nova,
Not sure if you remember my first email, but I wanted to update you. Jake's been playing guitar religiously—he's gotten his old skills back fast. Learning your songs, but writing originals too.
I attached a video of him playing "Exhibit A." His left hand still trembles from nerve damage, but music therapy has been incredible. Doctors are amazed at his progress.
Your West Coast tour announcement got me thinking—any chance you'll add Portland? Jake's been dropping hints for me to ask.
Your new single "Digital Dreams" has been on repeat here. Jake cried the first time he heard it. Your music hits different after what he survived.
All our love,
Marcus
P.S. Jake dreams about playing on stage with you. Kid's got cosmic ambitions.
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From: hello@novafields.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Subject: Auto-Reply: Thank you for your beautiful energy!
Date: March 18, 2025, 2:16 PM
Hey gorgeous human!
Thank you for taking the time to write. Your message means the world to me, and I read every email personally, though response time varies as I balance music with connecting.
For tour updates, visit novafields.com.
Stay luminous,
Nova ✨
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From: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
To: hello@novafields.com
Subject: Jake's first original - "Signal Found"
Date: April 10, 2025, 6:33 PM
Nova,
Jake finished his first original yesterday. "Signal Found"—essentially a love letter to you set to music. I'm not just saying this because he's my brother. It's genuinely stunning. Raw and honest like your early acoustic work.
I know you're swamped with tour prep, but if you ever have a moment, I'd love for you to hear it. Jake doesn't know I'm writing this—he'd die of embarrassment—but I think you'd be moved by how your music inspired him to find his voice.
Saw on Instagram you're dealing with family health issues. Hope your grandmother is holding strong. If you need someone who gets it, I'm here. Your music makes you feel like family.
Sending strength,
Marcus
P.S. Still manifesting that Portland date!
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From: hello@novafields.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Subject: Auto-Reply: Your energy is received with gratitude
Date: April 10, 2025, 6:34 PM
Beautiful human,
Thank you for sharing your light with me. Your message means the world to me, and while I read every email personally, response time varies as I balance music with connecting.
For cosmic updates, visit novafields.com.
Keep radiating love,
Nova ✨
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From: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
To: hello@novafields.com
Subject: Seattle show - transcendent
Date: May 22, 2025, 1:45 AM
Nova,
Jake and I drove to Seattle for your show tonight. Nosebleed seats, but distance couldn't diminish what happened. You were electric—every song felt like personal conversation with the universe.
When you played "Exhibit A," Jake started sobbing. Full-body, cathartic release. He grabbed my arm and whispered, "She gets it. She really gets it." During the encore, when you talked about music connecting us across impossible distances—I swear you looked right at us. Maybe naive, but it felt cosmically aligned.
We waited by stage door for three hours hoping to meet you. Security said no meet-and-greets due to family emergency.
Drive home was quiet. Jake slept past Olympia, and I spent four hours thinking about connection and missed opportunities.
Thank you for tonight. Even from the cheap seats, magic happened.
With cosmic gratitude,
Marcus
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From: hello@novafields.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Subject: Auto-Reply: Thank you for your beautiful presence
Date: May 22, 2025, 1:46 AM
Radiant soul,
Your words are received with deep gratitude. While I read every message personally, the volume of love makes individual responses challenging, though each email contributes to the collective energy fueling this cosmic journey.
For exclusive tour content, visit novafields.com.
Shine on,
Nova ✨
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From: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
To: hello@novafields.com
Subject: Billboard #1 celebration
Date: June 15, 2025, 11:30 AM
Nova,
"Digital Dreams" hit number one! Jake and I were at physical therapy when the news broke, and we started whooping like lunatics. His therapist asked what was wrong, and Jake said, "Our cosmic sister just conquered the mainstream."
I loved that. "Cosmic sister."
Parasocial relationships are fascinating, aren't they? I feel like I know you through your music, through vulnerability you share, through stories between songs. But you don't know me from any other name in your inbox.
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if we met. Would the magic survive proximity? There's something beautifully safe about this distance—I can project hope and healing onto your art, and you remain this perfect beacon of authenticity.
But then I think about Jake, writing songs inspired by your courage to be raw. He got into Portland State's music program (full scholarship!) partly because his audition essay was about learning from "Exhibit A" that "broken signals still divine" create beautiful art. Your influence rippled out and changed a seventeen-year-old's trajectory.
That's not parasocial. That's just social. One soul touching another across the digital divide.
Congratulations on world domination. You deserve everything.
Your devoted cosmic family,
Marcus & Jake
P.S. Jake finished a full EP called "Static Songs" inspired by your music. If you're curious how your art translates through someone else's frequency, just say the word.
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From: hello@novafields.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Subject: Auto-Reply: Gratitude for your continued support
Date: June 15, 2025, 11:31 AM
Dear supporter,
Thank you for reaching out. While we appreciate your continued engagement with Nova's artistic journey, individual responses are not always possible given the volume of correspondence received.
For official updates and merchandise, visit novafields.com.
Best regards,
Nova Fields Management Team
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From: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
To: hello@novafields.com
Subject: What happened to the cosmic language?
Date: July 2, 2025, 8:15 PM
Nova,
Notice your auto-replies changed? Used to call me "beautiful soul" and "radiant human." Now I'm just a "supporter" being managed by a "team."
I get it. Success changes things. Intimate coffee shop artist becomes Billboard-topping brand. Woman who responded personally now has people responding with corporate speak.
But it stings.
Jake thinks I'm being dramatic. Says the music matters, not the business machinery. But I can't shake the feeling that somewhere between "beautiful soul" and "dear supporter," something essential got lost.
Maybe that's growing up. Maybe authentic connection at scale is impossible. Maybe I'm asking too much of someone who's already given everything through her art.
Still believing in the frequency,
Marcus
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From: hello@novafields.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Subject: Auto-Reply: Thank you for contacting Nova Fields
Date: July 2, 2025, 8:16 PM
Thank you for your inquiry.
Due to high email volume, please allow 4-6 weeks for responses to non-business inquiries. For immediate assistance with merchandise or tour information, please visit novafields.com.
All fan mail is appreciated but cannot be individually acknowledged.
Nova Fields Management
Spectrum Entertainment Group
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From: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
To: hello@novafields.com
Subject: Fan mail cannot be individually acknowledged
Date: August 8, 2025, 3:22 AM
"Fan mail cannot be individually acknowledged."
Sweet Nova. Or should I say "Spectrum Entertainment Group"?
Remember ending auto-replies with "Keep transmitting your beautiful frequency"? Now I get corporate disclaimers about response times and business inquiries.
Jake says I'm taking this personally. Says artists need protection from fan intensity, that boundaries are healthy. But here's what I can't get past—you built your entire brand on authenticity, making people feel seen and heard and cosmically connected. "Every story matters," you said in Seattle. "Music connects us across impossible distances."
But when someone tries to connect across that distance, you hide behind management teams and legal language.
Read an interview where you talked about fame's loneliness, how hard it is maintaining real relationships when everyone wants a piece of you. Poor little pop star, isolated in her tower of success and corporate handlers.
But some of us weren't trying to take anything, Nova. Some of us just wanted to give. To share. To say thank you for saving someone we love.
You want to know what real authenticity looks like? Last month, some amateur cover band showed up at Jake's physical therapy center. Don't even know their name—they do "therapeutic music sessions" at hospitals. Their covers of your songs were absolutely terrible. Off-key, wrong lyrics, cheap keyboards instead of your ethereal production.
But they stayed three hours. Learned Jake's favorites on the spot. Lead singer sat with Jake working through chord progressions for "Signal Found" even though her playing was mediocre.
Those nobodies with terrible equipment and butchered lyrics showed more genuine care for your music's impact than you've shown in six months of form letters.
Jake defended you afterward. Said maybe you're being real in ways we don't see, that fame makes authentic connection impossible. Kid's got more faith than I do.
Still waiting for something real,
Marcus
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From: hello@novafields.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Subject: Auto-Reply: Nova Fields Management
Date: August 8, 2025, 3:23 AM
This is an automated response.
Your message has been received and catalogued. Due to high correspondence volume, individual responses are not provided for fan communications.
For business inquiries, contact representatives at Spectrum Entertainment Group.
Please do not reply to this automated message.
Nova Fields Management
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From: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
To: hello@novafields.com
Subject: Please do not reply to this automated message
Date: September 15, 2025, 1:47 AM
"Please do not reply to this automated message."
Don't want me replying to your robot, Nova? Fine. I'm replying to the ghost of who you used to be.
Jake died three days ago.
Same highway, different bike. Doctors said instant—no suffering, no fear. Small comfort planning a funeral for your little brother who was supposed to outlive you by decades.
Going through his stuff, trying to figure out what to keep, donate, bury with him. Found printouts of all my emails to you. He'd been reading them. Making notes in margins.
Next to my email about his first song: "She probably did read it. Famous people just process fan love differently."
Next to Seattle show: "I felt it too. Like she was singing directly to our souls."
Next to my angry corporate email: "Marcus is hurting because he needs her to be perfect. But maybe authenticity means being human enough to have boundaries."
Even at the end, defending you. Defending the idea of you.
Here's what destroys me: found his journal. Page after page of songs inspired by your music, by the hope I told him your lyrics gave me that night we almost lost him the first time. He was working on a full album—twenty-three songs called "Static Songs"—planned to send you for your birthday next month.
Never got the chance.
But buried in those pages, I discovered Jake had been going to open mic nights around Portland. Every Tuesday at some dive called The Frequency. He wrote about one night when a cover band was playing, doing intentionally terrible versions of your songs. Said their Nova covers were "beautifully awful" and "hilariously sincere."
He wrote: "They butchered 'Exhibit A' so badly it became something new and honest. Lead singer forgot half the lyrics and just hummed the melody. But somehow it was more real than the studio version. Music belongs to everyone once it's released. Even terrible covers are love letters."
That entry killed me, Nova. Because that terrible cover band I mentioned? The one showing more authentic care than you? Jake had been there. In the audience, experiencing something beautiful and real while I was here writing bitter emails about your lack of authenticity.
I was demanding perfection while Jake found meaning in imperfection. I was waiting for celebrity validation while he connected with actual humans making actual music in actual rooms.
Jake learned something about art and connection that I completely missed. Now he's gone, and I can't ask him to teach me how to love music the way he did—without needing it to love me back.
We're having a memorial concert Thursday at The Frequency, where Jake found his musical community. Calling it "Static Songs," asking local musicians to play covers of your music—perfect or terrible, doesn't matter. Jake would have loved the chaos.
Thanks for the soundtrack to our story, Nova. Even if you never knew you were writing it. And thanks for teaching me, through six months of automated responses, that maybe the most honest thing you can do is admit when honest connection at scale is impossible.
Jake figured that out. I wish I had.
Marcus Rivers
Brother of Jake Rivers (2008-2025)
"Signal Found"
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From: hello@novafields.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Subject: Auto-Reply: Nova Fields Management
Date: September 15, 2025, 1:48 AM
This is an automated response.
Your message has been received and catalogued. Due to high correspondence volume, individual responses are not provided for fan communications.
For business inquiries, contact representatives at Spectrum Entertainment Group.
Please do not reply to this automated message.
Nova Fields Management
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From: nova.fields.personal@gmail.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Subject: Marcus, I am so deeply sorry
Date: September 15, 2025, 6:33 AM
Marcus,
I printed your first email in March because it made me cry in a Cleveland Starbucks. I've kept it in my guitar case since then, read it before every show for six months. Jake's story, your story—it's been with me this whole time.
My management took over email in May after a stalker situation got scary. I had no idea they'd changed auto-responses to corporate speak, no idea you were still writing, still hoping for something real. Found all twenty-two of your emails this morning when I finally fought my team for access to the raw fan mail folder.
I've been sitting in my kitchen crying for four hours.
I'm so, so sorry about Jake. Sorry about the robot responses. Sorry I wasn't there when you needed me to be human instead of just a voice on the radio.
Jake sounds like he understood something about music most people never figure out—that once art leaves the artist, it belongs to everyone who finds meaning in it. That terrible covers can be love letters. That authenticity isn't about perfection, it's about connection.
I want to dedicate my next album to Jake. Call it "Static Songs" if that feels right to you. And Marcus? That memorial concert at The Frequency? I want to be there. Not as Nova Fields with security and corporate handlers, but as someone who believes what Jake believed—that music is about showing up, imperfectly, honestly, together.
You know what's wild? I've been sneaking out to dive bars doing intentionally awful covers of my own songs for the past year. Started as a way to stay connected to music without the pressure of being "Nova Fields." Just me, borrowed guitar, freedom to mess up my own lyrics. Especially "Exhibit A"—something about butchering that song in dive bars feels like therapy.
I've been thinking about firing my management anyway. Going back to reading every email personally, even if it takes forever. Some things are too important to automate.
Your friend (really, truly this time),
Nova
P.S. Jake was right about boundaries and authenticity. But he was also right that famous people should process fan love differently than we do. I'm trying to learn how to do better.
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MAILER-DAEMON: Delivery Status Notification (Failure)
From: nova.fields.personal@gmail.com
To: marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com
Date: September 15, 2025, 6:33 AM
The following message could not be delivered to marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com:
SMTP Error: 550 5.1.1 Recipient address rejected: User unknown in local recipient table
Account appears to have been deactivated or deleted. Gmail will attempt redelivery for 24 hours before permanent failure.
Original message follows:
[Message content redacted for privacy]
Final Delivery Attempt Failed
Date: September 16, 2025, 6:33 AM
After 24 hours of delivery attempts, the message to marcus.k.rivers@gmail.com has been permanently failed and returned to sender.
Reason: Account no longer exists
END OF EXHIBIT A
See Exhibit B: [REDACTED] for additional correspondence records
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