Mediate, Clear the state, Activate, Now radiate…
A friend of mine, Kenny, had some lyrics to Mediate by INXS as his status on Facebook and it reminded me of Michael Hutchence. I loved that guy. He wreaked of sexuality in that rock 'n roll god style, but didn't come off feminine - although he could work a fur coat.
At the peak of the band's success and while on tour in Australia on the morning of November 22, 1997, Hutchence, aged 37, was found dead in his room at the Ritz-Carlton hotel in Double Bay, Sydney (now the Stamford Plaza). A belt found at the scene suggested that he had died by hanging.
The coroner of New South Wales determined that Hutchence's death was the result of suicide, but analysis of the witness statements in the coroner's report, the lack of a suicide note and other anecdotal evidence, such as the fact that Hutchence was found nude, has led some—including Hutchence's brother and other close relatives—to suggest that the death may have resulted from autoerotic asphyxiation.
That is what I believe, he loved to "Live, Baby, Live." Autoerotic asphyxiation is one tricky-dick, and so many people have been killed accidentally via that sexual fascination. I first heard about the subject while home sick one day watching Oprah. Anyways, here is my favorite video of the band, Hutchence and his fur coat, working it in Prague, an incredibly beautiful city Dave and I visited two years ago.
