
1996
Vocals by Michael Hutchence on “Red Hill”
Vocals by Michael Hutchence on “Red Hill”
No Talking Just Head
Vocals by Michael Hutchence on “The King Is Gone”, written by Michael Hutchence
Audio Movie
2 Cass Set (3 hours)
Michael plays three characters: e-z storage slacker, man at diner, happy
Work on his début solo Album with Tim Simenon (Bomb The Bass), Andy Gill (Gang of Four) and Danny Saber
Release October 1999
Photo by Herb Ritts
On the first anniversary of Michael’s death a memorial was unveiled on the afternoon of November 22, 1998. About 300 friends, family and fans attended the service at the Northern Suburbs Crematorium.
The service was brief and sweet and, in a way, Michael himself said more than anybody else, in the form of a transcript of an interview that he gave Swiss radio in June 1997, just six months before he committed suicide. Asked about Tiger Lily, Hutchence said that, while on tour, what he missed most was “the stupid things … a new front tooth growing, that kind of thing”.
“You have to say, OK, this is what I do. And she (Tiger Lily) wants me, whether she knows it or not, to do what I want to do, because ultimately, it’s for her. But it gets very difficult,” he said.
Then he paused.
“You know, I haven’t seen my baby for four months. I don’t even know if she knows who I am any more.”
Hutchence went on to say that he envied those with nine-to-five jobs, so he could leave in the morning, then count the hours “until I could get back to her”.
Hutchence’s family chose the theme of “love and peace” for the service.
One year ago exactly, I was out buying some new sunglasses, and I came home to find out I’d lost my brother, I do however still have my sunnies. God works in mysterious ways.
For the first few weeks after Michael’s untimely death, one line of his many Lyrics kept playing in my head. it was from “Bitter Tears” and the line was “And I thought I was doing no wrong”.
And to be honest I don’t believe he thought he was. Or he realized the full ramifications of his actions. Not that it would have made a difference at the time.
One year, long in grief and short in time. And one where it seems some peoples grief has been manifesting in anger, the pain of loss.
In the eternal cycle of life, death, and rebirth, life is constantly presenting us with opportunities to totally let go of what encumbers us, in order for us to fully embrace life with fresh openness, and forgiveness plays a major part.
Unless we have full gratitude for those we have loved how can we expect the fragile bud of rebirth to emerge within us.
It is time to let go, time to forgive.
The past cannot be changed, remember Michael with love and joy, not misery.
We are here on the anniversary of his death. We are here to celebrate his life.
If Michael’s death was a tragedy, his life was not. And how does one sum up such a full life.
The beauty is that some of his many talents will surface forever, due to the huge legacy he left us all, in a dozen albums, hundreds of songs, and the performance of thousands of truly memorable shows, all around the globe. Sometimes I feel Michael is everywhere, literally.
Michael, the poet, the lyricist, the natural performer certainly kicked his goal of world domination.
The hardest thing for me to reconcile is the death of Michael Hutchence, the normal human being. The ordinary man with an extraordinary life.
It’s Michael, the searcher, the explorer, the healer, the big brother, the kind gentle sensitive loving man that I miss. Thank god for memories.
It hurts that I won’t hear his spoken word, even if it was rousing on me, or feel in my heart the roar of the crowd when he stepped on stage.
I truly feel proud and honoured to have known him and lucky to have spent some of the best years of my life with him, and I cherish those memories.
I would never have wanted it to turn out this way, however Michael’s death has been my rebirth. It is the least I can do for him.
How we live and how we die are less than a breath apart.
Rock on mate, I love you.
I’d like to let go with a poem
Please take a few soft breaths
As we move
From one level to the nextAs in growth, or dying
We need to let go
At the edge
To continue furtherTrust the process
Let go lightly
Pass on Gently
On behalf of the members of INXS and their families, we wish to extend our love and condolences to Michael’s family at their memorial service. We wish to voice our appreciation and acknowledge the fans’ dedication and efforts they have made to show their respect and affection for Michael. We too miss him dearly and share your feelings of great loss. We hope everyone respects our need to mourn privately and in our own way. With love and our best wishes to all of you.
Song presented by Clare Patterson during the Memorial Service.
Clare Patterson and Matt Roberts
Lead/backing vocals
Marc Allen
Composition/arrangement
Marc Allen
Roland keyboards
Chrissy Thomas and
Grace University Chorale, Omaha, Nebraska
Additional vocals
Produced by Marc Allen and Clare Patterson
VS-1680 digital recorder courtesy of Roland Corp, Sydney, Australia
© 1998 C. Patterson & M. Allen
On January 22nd, 1998, Pastor Dennis Patterson, conducted a sunset memorial service aboard a charted vessel, to scatter Michael’s ashes on Sydney Harbour. Immediate family members, the band and closest friends who attended will probably never forget that most spiritual and private hour. Around 8:00 p.m. that evening, Sydney’s skies were in all their glory. Ethereal hues splashed out over a pastel sky that silhouetted the Harbour Bridge, the Opera House and the city skyline. They called it Michael’s sunset. The series of events that had led to this sorrowful gathering were barely sinking in. Emotions were still vacillating from, shock, grief, bewilderment, numbness. Yet in hindsight, it seems the moving of sovereign grace was already at work, orchestrating a series of almost incredible circumstances that culminated in what felt like a covering cloud of compassion over the “The Ambience” vessel on that warm, calm summer evening.
After Michael’s death Kell and Susie went to Bali in early December to seek some peace and spiritual solace. On their return Kell continued to wade his way through a sea of letters that had arrived since Michael’s death. The loving response of INXS fans and the public was overwhelming. One letter that had particularly taken his attention, was from a minister, the Reverend Dennis Patterson. Kell received a telephone call from the Pastor the day before the funeral. Kell had expressed to him how comforting his words were and so Kell requested that he fax them through to him. “It’s only by God’s grace that we had Michael at all. Thank God for the privilege of having Michael as a son for these past 37 years”, the Pastor had said.
Pastor Dennis Patterson had been a rock musician during the 70’s and 80’s and so understood some of the pressures placed on oneself and family. Just two weeks before Michael’s death, Pastor Patterson had lost a colleague and friend, a fellow minister who had booked into a hotel and there taken his life. His friend had been prescribed Prozac for deep depression. So Pastor Patterson had felt strongly about writing to Kell, believing that the comfort God was giving him was to be passed around. He had also known a lot about Michael and INXS. In fact he had been a high school music teacher and had taught music to at least two international rock stars who knew Michael. He wrote to Kell saying he had followed INXS’ career with interest having appreciated their “legend status” from when he was a supervisor of trainee music teachers at Killarney Heights High, where Mike and Andrew first met. Kell decided to give the Pastor a call and they subsequently set up a meeting. Perhaps it was “meant to be”, as had not the Pastor been recovering from a dirt bike accident he would have been away on family holidays and might never have received Kell’s call.
When they did meet a few days later they discussed Michael, about his boyhood days, when he and Rhett would have Kell drive them to a paddock not far from the Pastor’s office to ride their dirt bikes. There was some mutual comforting and before Kell left he asked Dennis to do conduct Michael’s ashes ceremony. Though he had previously asked the Dean of St Andrew’s, he was now feeling that he wanted Dennis to do it. When Kell learned that the Dean would be on holidays and thus unavailable, he again approached Pastor Dennis Patterson who now readily accepted. Over the coming weeks Kell and the Pastor talked frequently as they planned the ceremony. The question of the ashes became a very vexed subject but in the end it was agreed by all parties that to overcome any arguments the ashes would be divided into three each placed in wooden urns and one each given to Kell and Rhett, his mother Patricia and sister Tina, and another to Paula.
Kell was able at this time to bring strength to everyone. He showed such courage in the patriarchal role, bringing together as best he could the family, the guys in the band, the management and road crew, and Michael’s close friends, including Jimmy Barnes, Michelle Bennett and Jenny Morris.
During the days leading up to the 22nd January, the Pastor planned the ceremony while Kell organised the hiring of the vessel “Ambience” and continued to contact Mike’s closest friends. Pastor Dennis had suggested that they invite his friend Erana Clarke to sing “Amazing Grace” after the scattering of Mike’s ashes. Erana was a Sydney session singer who according to Dennis, “Sings from the heart as well as the throat. She loves to sing Gospel songs since her conversion to Christianity had broken her drug addiction.” While Kell was a little reticent, he trusted the Pastor’s better judgement, after all, others like Jenny Morris could sing too if they had the emotional strength. Erana was overseas on tour and didn’t contact Dennis until she arrived back in Australia, the day before the ceremony. It was only then that the Pastor and Kell truly appreciated the significance of Erana Clarke singing at Mike’s ceremony. Erana had called to say that she was honoured to sing at Mike’s ceremony. What both Kell and Dennis hadn’t realized until they spoke with Erana on her return, was that Erana was a friend of Michael’s… she had toured with INXS as a backing vocalist during the 80’s.
As the day of the ceremony grew closer, Kell was feeling a little concerned about the Sydney weather. He related how he had years before scattered the ashes of his father at sea during heavy winds. The result was some what undesirable. Pastor Dennis decided they needed some “help” and so he contacted a Christian university in Ohio, USA where he had attended. Over 2,000 students, staff and friends were praying for the lead up and as the event actually happened, though there was such secrecy surrounding the ceremony, they didn’t know exactly for whom they were praying!
The Pastor had also logged into the internet INXS chat room under a pseudonym to fully appreciate the extent of the grieving prior to the ceremony. The chat room closed ranks when they wrongly presumed the Pastor to be a press reporter. He tried in vain to get a “message poem for Michael”. Not realizing who he was, the regular chat roomers used a barrage of coloured language to send the Reverend on his way. The poem Kell eventually used in the ceremony, was taken by the Pastor from a “Tribute to Michael” page on the Internet. It’s strange how tragedy brings such a diversity of people together. Several weeks after the ceremony, the same INXS fans who had unknowingly “attacked” the Reverend, had now sorted out friend from foe, and enthusiastically helped him bring about a world-wide Internet hookup with Kell and INXS fans. Three months to the day after the ashes ceremony, a small representation of the fans flew in from around the world to meet with Kell. They also invited the Pastor to lead them in their own ceremony as they scattered rose petals near to the original site on Sydney Harbour on behalf of INXS fans around the world. Amongst those paying homage were “Kick” from Brisbane, “Brick” from Melbourne, “Yvette” from Tasmania and “Brat” from Canada.
Michael Hutchence's Official Memorial is graciously brought to you by Susie Hutchence, Jacqueline Ferrari, Mario Ferrari, and Ian Patterson.
We wish to acknowledge the kindly contributions to Michael's site by INXS, CIL, N. Kothari, R. Simpkins, and everyone else who have contributed. We especially send our gratitude to all of Michael's friends and fans around the World who have contributed so much through caring e-mails and the Guestbook.
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