A month is a pretty good chunk of time. A lot can happen and well…a lot did happen. But alas, I have returned!
To get the ball rolling again, I go waaaaaaaaaaay back for me.
When I was a tiny lad, the musical landscape ranged from Abba and The Grateful Dead to Tony Orlando and Dawn. And I was content to take in all of the feel good music. Until the day I witnessed something so different that it made me stop dead in my tracks. 4 aliens on a stage playing a blistering brand of rock and roll.
A purchase of Kiss Alive soon followed and the rest is history. Most in our current times will not fathom the grounds that some bands broke during their heyday. They see members of bands on reality shows. The members seemingly lumbering incoherently about and looking a bit lost. But to be transported back in time would allow one to witness a brand of showmanship that were never done at such a level before. Kiss was a machine.
Firehouse from Kiss.