The Beat Goes on
DETROIT—This could be a feature story. Perhaps it even should be a feature story, but I’m not paid to make that judgment. It seems that the band of the future deserves a feature story. Of course, I’m not a future writer—I’m a present writer. And as a present writer I’m no gift, either.
The Beat Goes on
INXS? Y? C...
DETROIT—This could be a feature story. Perhaps it even should be a feature story, but I’m not paid to make that judgment. It seems that the band of the future deserves a feature story. Of course, I’m not a future writer—I’m a present writer. And as a present writer I’m no gift, either.
The band in reference is INXS, which is pronounced “In Excess.” This is perfectly reasonable. I daresay that any other pronunciation would be inx-act, in-x-plicable and possibly in-x-q-sible. “Wordplay,” explained guitarist Tim Farriss; I’m in no position to r-gue.
Who are these gifted songsters? “Six lads from Sydney, Australia,” according to the record company promo, just in case you thought it was getting better. Americans—who are notoriously incapable of tracking the fortunes of lads—had been largely unaware of INXS until this year. Fortunately, Atco released Shabooh Shoobah (sounds like it’s spelled) last February and, since then, they’ve toured our neck of the hemisphere with Adam Ant and (most recently) Men At Work.
TED TALKS ABOUT "SEX"!