I always wake up on November 22nd with a twinge of sadness and melancholy. There is only one way to express it: I miss Michael. I'd been a fan of INXS since the age of 12 and grew up with the band. Hearing of his passing was like losing a dear friend.
Some mornings though, I wake up, play one of his CDs and smile, happy that he was able to give us what he did in his short life...The melancholy, however, never really subsides.
Some mornings though, I wake up, play one of his CDs and smile, happy that he was able to give us what he did in his short life...The melancholy, however, never really subsides.