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I was privileged to see INXS for the first time at Canada's Wonderland, God only knows how long ago, in the $7 concert series. They opened for a lesser talent, entitled “The Go Go's”. I was early for the show, so excited to finally see the band that I seemed to be the only one familiar with. I had heard their song on the pop station CFTR in Toronto, where the DJ mistakenly pronounced the bands name “inks”. Looking back now, the ignorance makes me laugh, considering what they were to become. These boys have written some of the best poetry you can imagine. If you haven't done it ever, or in a long time, sit down with an album or CD cover and read the lyrics. Not listen to them like a song but read them like a poem. Whether you are joyful, sorrowful, hopeful or in despair, there will be something there for you. I recently put Kick on the CD player, having forgotten it amongst my stack for years and realized that, unlike so much of the music from that era, it is not in the slightest dated. Then I put on Original Sin and realized that it, too, is still so applicable, so honest and pure. That led to me rediscovering and in some cases, re-purchasing in CD format, all of the INXS that I can get my hands on.

A voice like no other, in the figurative as well as literal sense, I am overjoyed to play INXS' music for my son. Even at 6 he is a fan, wanting to know what each song is about. We listen, then we read, then we discuss. There is not much on the radio these days that you can do that with. Between nonsense and foul mouths, there isn't so much poetry out there anymore. INXS rekindles my hope for the future of music and I am pleased to have called myself a fan for many, many years now. I will continue, long into the future.

Pleased to watch the evolution, despite obstacles, of one of the greatest bands in history, I humbly sign myself,

Pam Evans