Spangles, top hats, affected shimmying – these are not rock ‘n’ roll items. But they are in the bright orange world of the CBS summer reality laugher “Rock Star: INXS.” 14 vocalists of various midline and also-ran renown – the former frontwoman of 90s alt rockers Joydrop, for example, or a commune-raised hippy blues howler who I swear was on “Big Brother” once – these are what the remaining members of INXS have to choose from. One will be their new lead singer, picked to replace the infamously deceased Michael Hutchence (Suicide? Well…), who on the show is always spoken of with reverence and then a pause. Yes, the man died prematurely. But to “Rock Star” he’s an intersecting apparition of Jesus and Jim Morrison. If host Brooke Burke had a 40, she’d pour a little out on her Edmundo Castillos. The godhead eulogizing of Hutchence and the contestants’ high wattage rock affectations (expect plenty of mascara abuse and no shirt/vest combos) are part of the show’s overplayed sense. But figure in the usual amounts of forced reality TV drama – “Have you ever heard of nodules?” one hopeful asks another with vindictive concern in her eyes – and it’s difficult to see how any of this will land INXS a legitimate lead vocalist. Still, in the fallows of summertime programming, “Rock Star” is better than a “Two and a Half Men” marathon.