Aussie band INXS has seen decades of success and several albums, but their 1987 album, Kick, literally punted the band into the international mainstream. The ubergorgeous Michael Hutchence, who unfortunately had an unhealthy interest in autoerotic asphyxiation, displayed mastery in the art of seduction within this video of “Need You Tonight / Mediate.” Please ignore the fellow with the mullet and leather pants, for he ruins the entire effect:
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1987…let’s see if I can remember…fraternity pledge, drunken mixers with the Chi Omegas, spring break at South Padre Island, dancing at Ocean Club and 6400 and NRG on Richmond Avenue…wow, what a flashback, thanks!
To this day, one of the greatest mysteries of this Age is what makes a sexy, successful, sleep-with-anybody-you-want rock star masturbate himself to death?
Oh dear, I subjected a good friend to a screaming round of “Don’t Change” on the way home in the cah this evening.