I miss you so much. Your voice, music meant so much to me growing up. I cherish those memories. Every time I listen to those INXS albums (especially kick) take me back there. I hope your up there in the stars burning bright and singing your heart out. You’ll always be in my heart.
You will never fade in our memories
It's been sso long since I've been to your sacred site created by your daddio.. thinking of you today as I do every other day...just with a heavier heart. I know your spirit is all around..I've felt it Michael..you are one of a kind and the mould was forever broken when you came along...hope you are resting peacefully dear, precious, soulful Michael.
Forever loved and Forever missed..a toast to you while listening to Max Q and your solo album on number eleven of course.
Love & Peace xoxoxo
Like numerous other visitors to this site, I agree that this is a special online space; a quiet, unassuming corner of the Internet far removed from the usual white noise and crudeness associated with the online world. There’s a lot of love here.
Michael, I think of you on this day, and every day. Your life and artistry matters.
Always in my thoughts
Bless you Hutch.
I remember this day...all too well. I was sitting in my Mum's kitchen reading the Saturday newspaper...when I saw the news of your passing. All I can tell you is...I was in total disbelief that evening. And then, the sad tears arrived.
Today Michael, I'm not crying...just a wee bit sad...that your not here breathing the same air as your fans are at this very moment. And, as a HUGE fan of yours and your INCREDIBLE BAND INXS...your "feet print" will be forever here with your family, your band mates and your FANS.
Thank you Michael....
Missing you always.
You may be gone but your voice, your songs, your charisma will live on for all time
in wanting someone to blame
for everything..it’s easy
when the uncertainties
feel all the same
as everything that kept
the blame, so far away.
It looks more like me,
living in your memory
but, never greater than you are
inside of me
now only history.
Exists like a picture on a wall,
needing someone to explain
all faces fade away,
still I’m afraid
they will haunt me.
We’re no further away,
than we were yesterday,
time only exists to create
a bliss, unavoidable only in the living.
I love you Michael,,I love you INXS