It was inevitable that I would eventually write a bit about the band Kiss. Anyone who knows me realizes the importance they played in my life. I discovered them in the 70s and was drawn to their visual appearance. Once I heard their music I was hooked.
This year marks 40 years since I purchased my first Kiss tape, Destroyer, and I still have it and the poster I bought with it. I vividly remember going to a mall with my best friend’s family and spending my own hard earned cash.
Growing up, they were often the subject of my drawings (my battered drawing case had a huge Destroyer Album cover from the newspaper taped to the front of it), though imagery was hard to come by. I had to save what little money I came into for Hit Parader and Creem magazines. The pages of those ended up on my walls next to the posters.
I never gave up Kiss and why should I; they bring me joy. I still often listen to them while I work. I’ve never understood why people give up the things that bring them joy; music, movies, hobbies. Holding onto these things gives me a sense of who I am and connects me to my past, keeping me young at heart.
For fun, as I sat sketching one evening. It’s a nightly ritual to have a sketch pad in my lap. I said, “What the heck, it’s only been about 30 years” I decided to draw Paul Stanley. I had a ball.I like the result, so I drew the rest of the guys. As an artist I feel blessed in the moments of creation because I’m completely present. I’m not young, I’m not old. I don’t have worries or stress. Once again this simple thing from my childhood brought me joy.
You may not like Kiss, but I do. My best friend and I bonded over them 35 years ago and we saw them in concert for the first time together. A few years back I saw them in concert for the last time. It’s the last time because it was with my daughter and we had a blast. “The Hottest Band in the World” with my greatest creation… my daughter. How can I top that?