I WAS ONSTAGE WITH KISS!
I was curious about life on the other side of the foot-lights. Armed with an abundance of determination and a tight pair of Danskins (Danskin aren’t only for dancing), I approached Larry Harris, the vice president of Casablanca Records with my plan: “How about if I join Kiss for a night?”
I WAS ONSTAGE WITH KISS!
Jaan Uhelszki
I was curious about life on the other side of the foot-lights. Armed with an abundance of determination and a tight pair of Danskins (Danskin aren’t only for dancing), I approached Larry Harris, the vice president of Casablanca Records with my plan: “How about if I join Kiss for a night?”
Reluctantly they conceded, assuring me I could join these contorted Kewpie Dolls on stage on ' the following Saturday.
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Kiss are essentially street punks yanked from their gangs and plugged into an amp. They were brash JD’s, tattooed and tough, who knew exactly what and who they were,. Today, they still proudly display their tattoos (except Gene) but now their “colors” are a little more obvious—the paint they wear on stage. Kiss’ identities seem to be the result of some concurrent conception by Eric Van Daniken, Walt Disney, Stan Lee, and Russ Meyer. Although they wear make-up, the classic stereotype of a flit, Kiss emerge as four macho lugs. “Hey, Uhelszki, you put out?” somebody asked.
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