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This is an absolute wonderful site, I have been looking at the INXS sites & there were really no proper tribute sites for Michael & I guess it takes his Dad, which is much appreciated. The music of INXS is a huge part of my life & I am lucky I can say that & miss the fact we won't be hearing any new music from the band, but hearing Michael's solo album is there to relieve our sorrow of missing him. Thank you Kelland

WOW! This is the best web site i have ever seen. This is what Michael deserves he is my favorite song writer, and singer. This web site is a true memorial to a very spiritual person. there is much controversy's that soround's his death. But none of that intrest me as much as his life. He will always live deep in my soul. “AND NOTHING COULD TEAR US APART ”

Thank you for al of your hard work

Thank you so much for this website. It has given me a chance to see what Michael, the person, was like. I have found him to be much like any other son, father, brother, or friend that I have known. My heartfelt sympathy goes out to all who loved and knew him. May he have eternal peace. Thanks again for the glimpse!

Kelland:

thank you for blessing us with this site, and for Michael. I wanted to write you a note to let you know that he will never, ever be forgotten. Since I first saw INXS in 1983, I have been a giant fan and admirer. Michael will live forever in my heart, and one day, I will sit with my own children and show them the music which inspired the world.

Oh how I miss him.

I think this is a beautiful site for a truly beautiful person. Michaels music touched my life, & it continues today. The world has lost a wonderful human being & you have lost a son, a brother & a friend. I will continue to listen to Michael through his music & my children have discoverd Michael & INXS through me & they love him & the music as much as I do! His music will live on & his wonderful spirit will go on! God Bless, Tracy.

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.

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 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

CON AMOR DESDE MEXICO, CONFORT Y BUENA VIBRA...

CON CARIÑO PARA EL Y SU FAMILIA

VERONICA

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!

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

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