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Even now, years after his death, a loss such as this can never be expressed with words. The world has suffered a great loss in Michael's death. Michael was a tremendous talent who touched the lives of everyone his voice encountered. His presence in my life will always be with me in my memories and his music.
god bless the family for including Michael's
fans in mourning him. i keep thinking about the first time i heard that incredible voice. it was so very long ago.i send a message was the first song i ever heard from inxs. Michael got me through jr. high, high scool, and life in general.i remember where i was when i heard the news. i wish i could forget. I MISS YOU MICHAEL! but i know i'll see you again someday.
fans in mourning him. i keep thinking about the first time i heard that incredible voice. it was so very long ago.i send a message was the first song i ever heard from inxs. Michael got me through jr. high, high scool, and life in general.i remember where i was when i heard the news. i wish i could forget. I MISS YOU MICHAEL! but i know i'll see you again someday.
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I just got an e-mail this morning on the INXS mailing list. It was an official annoucement from someone (not Kell) who helps run this site. Possibly Dennis. Anyway it said Rhett was in an accident in Thailand. It was, according to the e-mail, fairly serious and he might lose a finger. So everyone say a prayer please. Get well soon Rhett! We love you.
I Thought Michael was the best.
I wish I could have met Michael and told him that I would have been his friend. Someone to call and talk to when he needed someone and some one that would be there when or where ever he needed me. I would have never wanted anything in return, just a true friend. I think that so many people wanted anything they could get from him and he probably was not sure who he could trust. He needed a true friend beautiful inside and out. There are a few of us left but we are here.
God Bless Michael and Family.
I wish I could have met Michael and told him that I would have been his friend. Someone to call and talk to when he needed someone and some one that would be there when or where ever he needed me. I would have never wanted anything in return, just a true friend. I think that so many people wanted anything they could get from him and he probably was not sure who he could trust. He needed a true friend beautiful inside and out. There are a few of us left but we are here.
God Bless Michael and Family.
“I saw U very long time ago. When u came to show in Thailand with your friends INXS.
At press conference u're so tired but u ask anything we ask.
I think u can't remember me, when I heard ypur bad news I picked the Photo that i shot with u to see again.
Everythings will flown and u too but it's so fast.
Miss u your solo album has very good song, very good music.
I liked it as same as Kick. I want to see u play these song onstage.
But today, I can't see your show forever, but u can entertain me & your fans till the last of our life.
From your song & your image
U r nice guy for me
noppadole
At press conference u're so tired but u ask anything we ask.
I think u can't remember me, when I heard ypur bad news I picked the Photo that i shot with u to see again.
Everythings will flown and u too but it's so fast.
Miss u your solo album has very good song, very good music.
I liked it as same as Kick. I want to see u play these song onstage.
But today, I can't see your show forever, but u can entertain me & your fans till the last of our life.
From your song & your image
U r nice guy for me
noppadole
My heart still aches whenever I hear that wonderful, sexy voice or see that beautiful face. I still can't believe he's gone.
I am anxiously awaiting the release of his solo album.
To the family and friends that remain,
My thoughts and prayers.
I am anxiously awaiting the release of his solo album.
To the family and friends that remain,
My thoughts and prayers.
CON AMOR DESDE MEXICO, CONFORT Y BUENA VIBRA...
CON CARIÑO PARA EL Y SU FAMILIA
VERONICA
CON CARIÑO PARA EL Y SU FAMILIA
VERONICA
I first heard of INXS back in 1981 or '82 when I saw them open up a show for Men At Work. I was struck immediately by Michael's stage charisma. I followed the band, and especially Michael, from that day on.
“Listen Like Thieves” remains one of my favorite albums of all time. “Kick” was the one you knew the band had in them.
Michael was the consummate rock star. He looked, acted and played the part to the full. While not always agreeing with the choices Michael made, I still admired him.
I never had the pleasure of meeting Michael and, although it's been more than two years since his death, I still feel like I miss a friend.
Rest in peace, Michael! We miss you!
“Listen Like Thieves” remains one of my favorite albums of all time. “Kick” was the one you knew the band had in them.
Michael was the consummate rock star. He looked, acted and played the part to the full. While not always agreeing with the choices Michael made, I still admired him.
I never had the pleasure of meeting Michael and, although it's been more than two years since his death, I still feel like I miss a friend.
Rest in peace, Michael! We miss you!
I have finally had time to explore the entire site, and I want to thank you, Mr. Hutchence, and your family, for doing this. It means so much to us fans to actually be able to see pictures from the service, read the statements, etc. I just saw Behind the Music on VH1, and I was deeply touched. Thank you Rhett Hutchence, and all of the others, for sharing your thoughts and making comments. This is the very best tribute site!
I miss you, Michael
Somewhere through our ancestors I think we were related so I always took notice of Michael and went to see Inxs at the NEC Birmingham.
I loved the music.
He still lives on through his music and his daughter.
Take Care
Linds
I loved the music.
He still lives on through his music and his daughter.
Take Care
Linds
I had the pleasure of meeting Michael on one of their many, many opening tours...a lovely, humble man. This Website is a beautiful tribute.
I was Stevie Ray Vaughan's “swagman” so I know about grief and “letting go”. God bless you Michael from all your mates in Austin Texas.
I was Stevie Ray Vaughan's “swagman” so I know about grief and “letting go”. God bless you Michael from all your mates in Austin Texas.
Hey Kell,
I don't really know where to start this letter, for some reason I just felt the urge to write to you. To tell you the truth, I wrote this letter out quite a few months ago, but hestitated sending it, for I don't know what reasons, but after reading the Vincent Lovegrove autobiography on Michael, I just felt it was somethign I had to do. I guess the way part to start at is saying how grateful I am that your son Michael Hutchence grew up to be who he was, and I s'pose that you played a big part in that. He was a true talent and that's the main reason I decided to write to you. I've been blown away by his posthumous album since I got it on the first day of release on 11th of October 1999. I've now set out to collect teh entire back catalouge of INXS albums, as I'd previously only owned Elegantly Wasted.
I can only begin to imagine what you and your family had to go through at the time of your son's death. Having to go through the grieving process in te public eye, and all the rumours and specualtion that followed. It seems after two years Michael has still not been able to rest in peace.
In a way, to me 1997 was a year of death. Both worldwide and closer to home for me. I was only 15 when I first had to deal with death that year (and EVER) I'd never lost anyone close to me before, and at eh beginning of 1997, my cousin who was only 6 months younger than me passed away. Then there was the death of Princess Diana and Mother Theresa, which was followed by the death of a fried who was a year younger than me. And then there was the untimely death of Michael, which was just over a month after my 16th birthday.
And it seesm that four out of five of these deaths were premature, they'd not lived half the life you'd expected them too. So there were a lot of questions left unanswered surrounding their deaths. But the difference between my two close deaths and Michael's and Diana's, was that these questions were asked publicly, which I can only imagine how much it upset the families involved. Being bombarded with rumours and lies, denying you and your family the right to privacy, and the chance to mourn alone. And even if these questions were answered, what would it have done? Nothing, it's not as if they could have miraculously been bouhgt back to life. I admit when I first heard of Michael's death, I was upset and wanted to know why, but then with the hoopla surrounding his death reminded me of the first death I'd ever experienced. My cousin, died in her sleep one night. No one knew how. She was living with her dad at the time, and the night before she'd talked to her mum and how she was gonna move in with her and looking forward to it. Teh next mrning she was dead. Living in a small town at teh time, the rumour mill spun into over drive. Comments about suicide were made public, amongst other rumours of drugs. At first when I heard I denied it, telling myself that it wasn't her, it was another girl they'd found, that she'd walk through the door and wonder what all the fuss was about, it wasn't her, it couldn't be. This didn't help, neither did the questions I'd ask myself about why it had happened. And despite the fact that an autopsy was preformed, and they'd have an idea on how she died, I've never found out teh results of it, never wanted to know, never will. I s'pose that's the way it's meant to be with deaths liek that, you can never know what REALLY happened. Even if I had the chance to find out how she died, or Michael even, I doubt I'd want to know, no matter how much I loved them, and how curious I am. I don't believe it'd give me any comfort. Does all this make sense to you? I don't seem to be abel to put into words what I really want to tell you, what I'm feeling inside. I had it in my head, exactlly how I wanted to say all this, but when it comes to putting it down on paper, it just doesn't seem to come out. I really just wanted to say I kinda understand what you musta gone through, with an untimely death, the questions you wanted answered (that could never really be found) the lies and rumours you had to hear, trying to mourn the loss of a loved one at the same time, someone you saw as having such a zest for life, with so much to love for, just gone.
After reading Vincent Lovegrove's book, I sat and thought, what would have happened if Michael hadn't broke his arm, had he continued to swim? Perhaps he'd be representing Australia at the Olympics and never have gotten into the music buisness and the whole drug scnece and caught up in the Paula Yates fiasco, and he'd still be here. But then I'd never have truly admired him for the reasons I do, and that's a lot of IFs so I won't dwell on that. And I'm sure he enjoyed the life he did lead, dispite everything. Anyway, what I'm getting at is, when I heard about my cousin's death, I too thought about a lot of IFs and I can't seem to determine if it helpedme or not, I do't think it did, what it did do though, was made me remember some of the good times we had. And I think that's the best thing to do, what helps teh most is, reliving those good times. Here's a quote I heard you might like:
“Course I'll miss them, but missing someone is better than not missing any one at all, isn't it............. I've got this theory,........... when you start spending more time reliving something than you actually did living it in the first place, you make it timeless, you can make it last forever, even make it better than it was the first time”
And so that's what I do, both with my cousin and Michael's memory. I like to look at old pictures, read articles, listen to his music. Some times I begin to forget he's even gone. I was listening to Michael's solo album one day, when I first got it, and I remember thinking to myself, 'this is really good, I can't wait to hear what these songs sound live in concert.' It was just so strange, I musta got so caught up in the music, I'd forgotten about the rest, and it took me a while to realise I'd never see Michael Hutchence in concert.
But through the work he's left behind, I do believe his memory will continue to live on, and so long as we have this, he'll always be in our hearts.
Another weird thing is, Monique had a book of poetry, adn some of teh stuff we read of it was really good, and gave an insight into what she musta been feeling, however, her words will always be a reminder of the perso she was, the person I'll always remember.
Anyway, I truly wish I could have expressed myself better, really told you what I wanted to say, I guess some things just can't be expressed in word . I hope you read this one day, and I hope you can see what I'm trying to say, and know what it meant to me, to listen to your sons's music, how much it touched me, how much I admired him, how much he's missed.
I've been stuck on this last paragraph for some time now, I guess I'll just leave it at that, and hope you understand. This letter, what I hoped form it, was comfort I guess. Comfort by sharing a story with someone who's gone through similar things, comfort for you in your loss, and comfort for me by sharing this with you, which will hopefully make things easier eventually.
See ya,
>MITCH
I don't really know where to start this letter, for some reason I just felt the urge to write to you. To tell you the truth, I wrote this letter out quite a few months ago, but hestitated sending it, for I don't know what reasons, but after reading the Vincent Lovegrove autobiography on Michael, I just felt it was somethign I had to do. I guess the way part to start at is saying how grateful I am that your son Michael Hutchence grew up to be who he was, and I s'pose that you played a big part in that. He was a true talent and that's the main reason I decided to write to you. I've been blown away by his posthumous album since I got it on the first day of release on 11th of October 1999. I've now set out to collect teh entire back catalouge of INXS albums, as I'd previously only owned Elegantly Wasted.
I can only begin to imagine what you and your family had to go through at the time of your son's death. Having to go through the grieving process in te public eye, and all the rumours and specualtion that followed. It seems after two years Michael has still not been able to rest in peace.
In a way, to me 1997 was a year of death. Both worldwide and closer to home for me. I was only 15 when I first had to deal with death that year (and EVER) I'd never lost anyone close to me before, and at eh beginning of 1997, my cousin who was only 6 months younger than me passed away. Then there was the death of Princess Diana and Mother Theresa, which was followed by the death of a fried who was a year younger than me. And then there was the untimely death of Michael, which was just over a month after my 16th birthday.
And it seesm that four out of five of these deaths were premature, they'd not lived half the life you'd expected them too. So there were a lot of questions left unanswered surrounding their deaths. But the difference between my two close deaths and Michael's and Diana's, was that these questions were asked publicly, which I can only imagine how much it upset the families involved. Being bombarded with rumours and lies, denying you and your family the right to privacy, and the chance to mourn alone. And even if these questions were answered, what would it have done? Nothing, it's not as if they could have miraculously been bouhgt back to life. I admit when I first heard of Michael's death, I was upset and wanted to know why, but then with the hoopla surrounding his death reminded me of the first death I'd ever experienced. My cousin, died in her sleep one night. No one knew how. She was living with her dad at the time, and the night before she'd talked to her mum and how she was gonna move in with her and looking forward to it. Teh next mrning she was dead. Living in a small town at teh time, the rumour mill spun into over drive. Comments about suicide were made public, amongst other rumours of drugs. At first when I heard I denied it, telling myself that it wasn't her, it was another girl they'd found, that she'd walk through the door and wonder what all the fuss was about, it wasn't her, it couldn't be. This didn't help, neither did the questions I'd ask myself about why it had happened. And despite the fact that an autopsy was preformed, and they'd have an idea on how she died, I've never found out teh results of it, never wanted to know, never will. I s'pose that's the way it's meant to be with deaths liek that, you can never know what REALLY happened. Even if I had the chance to find out how she died, or Michael even, I doubt I'd want to know, no matter how much I loved them, and how curious I am. I don't believe it'd give me any comfort. Does all this make sense to you? I don't seem to be abel to put into words what I really want to tell you, what I'm feeling inside. I had it in my head, exactlly how I wanted to say all this, but when it comes to putting it down on paper, it just doesn't seem to come out. I really just wanted to say I kinda understand what you musta gone through, with an untimely death, the questions you wanted answered (that could never really be found) the lies and rumours you had to hear, trying to mourn the loss of a loved one at the same time, someone you saw as having such a zest for life, with so much to love for, just gone.
After reading Vincent Lovegrove's book, I sat and thought, what would have happened if Michael hadn't broke his arm, had he continued to swim? Perhaps he'd be representing Australia at the Olympics and never have gotten into the music buisness and the whole drug scnece and caught up in the Paula Yates fiasco, and he'd still be here. But then I'd never have truly admired him for the reasons I do, and that's a lot of IFs so I won't dwell on that. And I'm sure he enjoyed the life he did lead, dispite everything. Anyway, what I'm getting at is, when I heard about my cousin's death, I too thought about a lot of IFs and I can't seem to determine if it helpedme or not, I do't think it did, what it did do though, was made me remember some of the good times we had. And I think that's the best thing to do, what helps teh most is, reliving those good times. Here's a quote I heard you might like:
“Course I'll miss them, but missing someone is better than not missing any one at all, isn't it............. I've got this theory,........... when you start spending more time reliving something than you actually did living it in the first place, you make it timeless, you can make it last forever, even make it better than it was the first time”
And so that's what I do, both with my cousin and Michael's memory. I like to look at old pictures, read articles, listen to his music. Some times I begin to forget he's even gone. I was listening to Michael's solo album one day, when I first got it, and I remember thinking to myself, 'this is really good, I can't wait to hear what these songs sound live in concert.' It was just so strange, I musta got so caught up in the music, I'd forgotten about the rest, and it took me a while to realise I'd never see Michael Hutchence in concert.
But through the work he's left behind, I do believe his memory will continue to live on, and so long as we have this, he'll always be in our hearts.
Another weird thing is, Monique had a book of poetry, adn some of teh stuff we read of it was really good, and gave an insight into what she musta been feeling, however, her words will always be a reminder of the perso she was, the person I'll always remember.
Anyway, I truly wish I could have expressed myself better, really told you what I wanted to say, I guess some things just can't be expressed in word . I hope you read this one day, and I hope you can see what I'm trying to say, and know what it meant to me, to listen to your sons's music, how much it touched me, how much I admired him, how much he's missed.
I've been stuck on this last paragraph for some time now, I guess I'll just leave it at that, and hope you understand. This letter, what I hoped form it, was comfort I guess. Comfort by sharing a story with someone who's gone through similar things, comfort for you in your loss, and comfort for me by sharing this with you, which will hopefully make things easier eventually.
See ya,
>MITCH
i have just heard about michael hutchence and his life has insired me and to inspire me isnt easy. To only know of him after he has passed on is a tragedy in my eyes. His voice and the way he was reminds me of what i am like maybe not in the singing way but in many others.rest in peace micheal hutchence you are my role model and God bless
I want you to know that no matter how much time passes, I will never forget Michael and how much he meant to me. I know you get tons of these letters and mine isn't anything different, but I just wanted you to know that I love and miss him too.
All I can say is that INXS and specifically Michael changed my life. Because of them I decided to chose languages as a career, to understand their lyrics and their thoughts, always with the hope to meet them someday. My dream partially came true in 1994 when they came to Colombia. I saved, worked and cried and I was able to be here, to see Michael, my inspiration. I want to thank to Michael Andrew, Jon, Tim, Gary and Kirk for becoming part of my life. For me Mickey is not dead, he will always be the light in my way. Finally I want to thank Michael's family for giving us this space to share our feelings.
I have been a fan of Michael and INXS ever since they become popular in my native Chile, in which their music was heard all over the place.
I had a chance to see them live when they played in San Francisco, in July 97; What a great concert that was.
I have been shocked ever since I learned about Michael's death. Although we are not part of his family, and are only fans, I feel for the ones that say he took part of us when he left. I can't even imagine how you, his family feels; my heart goes out to you, his family, hoping you are finding a way to deal with this terrible loss; I am glad you are remembering him through this website, thank you for making it available to us.
I do and will continue to listen to Michael's music forever, I saw the special VH1 had on Sunday, I actually watched it three times, it was a way to have closure; I still can't believe he is gone. To the family I want to say thank you very much for bringing such a talent to our lives, so sorry it was gone so quickly, and I am glad I had the chance to see him when he was here, will never forget that.
So very sorry!
I miss him very much!
Marlene
I had a chance to see them live when they played in San Francisco, in July 97; What a great concert that was.
I have been shocked ever since I learned about Michael's death. Although we are not part of his family, and are only fans, I feel for the ones that say he took part of us when he left. I can't even imagine how you, his family feels; my heart goes out to you, his family, hoping you are finding a way to deal with this terrible loss; I am glad you are remembering him through this website, thank you for making it available to us.
I do and will continue to listen to Michael's music forever, I saw the special VH1 had on Sunday, I actually watched it three times, it was a way to have closure; I still can't believe he is gone. To the family I want to say thank you very much for bringing such a talent to our lives, so sorry it was gone so quickly, and I am glad I had the chance to see him when he was here, will never forget that.
So very sorry!
I miss him very much!
Marlene
I saw the Behind the Music special on Michael, and was stricken by his talent. I have always been a fan of INXS, and was saddened by his sudden and untimely passing. My thoughts are with your family and loved ones. Thank you for bringing such a talented and unique man into our lives, even though it was so brief.
What a beautiful website. He is truly missed. No words can describe the hollow feeling of the loss of a loved one. May God bless you.
Thank you so much Kelland for a touching and beautifully dedicated website. It gave me more of a “personal feel” for the man you called “son”.
I've been watching Michael for years now..Got to see INXS live a few years ago and they were fab..So sad that his life ended this way..he will be greatly missed..Mr.Kell I'm very sorry about your great loss..
I know that it has been 2 years since the untimely loss of Michael, but i still find it very hard to deal with the fact that he is gone. I still think that this is a horrible dream and that someday i will awake and all wil be good. But those are dreams and the facts are that this is true and is such a hard reality to face for me and for so many others. I cant even imagin the loss the family is feeling and will be feeling for the rest of their lives. To the family, friends and especially Tiger Lily i am with you in heart and soul, i miss him so much.....I know that i am just a fan but i loved everything that Michael gave to us, and always will. Truly a inspirational human being, he was full of grace and style, heart warming,giving,oh my gosh i could go on and on....Everthing!! about Michael was truly amazing. He had a gift and that gift will live on forever and ever for the rest of our lives. When we pass i hope the that it will continue in the future to keep his spirit alive...If the family would to email me i would love to hear from anyone that feels the same as I...All my love to you Michael*****
I miss you ..... Best wishes to family and friends****
Love,
Shannon
I miss you ..... Best wishes to family and friends****
Love,
Shannon
I've had a piece of my heart missing since Michael's death. I can't even imagine the void it has left in his family. I saw INXS in NYC just 2 months before he died and I'm so glad I did. It was the best show I ever have seen or ever will see. He had a voice that touched me in places no one has. I miss him!
Why is it the really talented ones are the ones we lose way too quickly and long before they should be called away from us!!! Michael had so much more to give ... a damn shame is what it is ... a damn shame!