Ok. So … KISS. Ha ha. I don’t even know where to start.Â 🙂
Gerry and I arrived at the venue and I put on a surgical mask to try and minimize any germs I might come across.
The show was sold out – and that’s a lot of germs floating around. I can’t get sick. It can be really dangerous for me to get sick with my white blood cells being lowered by the chemo but for the Knights in Satan’s Service I will take the chance.
I got so many weird looks from people because of my mask … I’m not sure why. I mean there were all kinds of people more dressed up than me. 🙂
KISS knows how to make an entrance. They arrived on stage descending from the sky on a giant mechanical spider. WHAAAATTT?? And it just got crazier from there.
Gene mugged and interacted with the crowd as he does – he even pointed and yelled at people who were sitting in their seats. Ha ha. It was awesome.
Paul came over to our side of the stage and did some sexy mugging. I don’t understand how his 61 year old knees can fall on the floor like that every night. 60 is the new 30. He looks GOOOOD. I love it when he prances.
Speaking of prancing … at one point Paul started asking the audience if he should come out into the audience. The crowd was so excited and all I could think was “What a logistical nightmare. How is he not going to be mauled by the crowd?” … and the next thing I knew he was FLYING across the crowd towards a rotating stage in the middle of the arena.
WHAT? I was so excited that I forgot to get video but I did get video of him flying back. Is there anything more wonderful then Paul Stanley prancing around with silver tasseled boots and bedazzled leggings on a rotating stage singing Love Gun? Jesus. I almost died from the joy of it all.Â 🙂
Gene also got his moment in the sun. Or should I say THUNDER! Gene aka The God of Thunder did a wicked dirty bass solo with his ax bass. He was spitting BLOOD and the crowd was chanting his name and suddenly he was flying through the air! Oh god it was glorious! 🙂
Near the end of the show Gene was brought out over the crowd on a hydraulic lift. He was so close to us and I started crying. Yes. CRYING! I was completely overwhelmed with gratitude.
So many things were rushing through my head as I raised my arms towards Gene and started screaming. Like if my Mum had taken me to that KISS concert in 1977 there is no way I would have understood what was going on. Ha.
Second. TheÂ theatrics of it all … she would have loved every minute of it. I wish she was with me.
Third. I was so grateful to my body for being well enough to stand and dance and sing-along. My body and my spirit … is going through so much right now and having those few hours of fun with a band I’ve loved since I was a kid. Man alive. I’ll never forget this feeling of gratitude I have.
The confetti cannons went off at the end of the show and I have NEVER seen that much confetti in my life.
Just when I thought “Wow. That’s a lot of confetti.” … there was more. And then I’d think “Wow. That really IS a lot of confetti.” then there would be EVEN MORE! The whole show was beyond over the top and worth every penny.
Thank you KISS for being everything I needed as a weird child to escape from the reality of losing my Mum to cancer when I was 10. I would listen to your records and stare at your LP covers and be transfixed by the artwork and the theatrics of it all. You gave me a safe place to fantasize about blood and platform boots and who Beth was.
As for the other night … you delivered yet again. You gave me 3 hours of respite from a really difficult time in my life and I am in your debt and will be forever a solider in the KISS ARMY.
And a big thank you to my girl Leah for helping me get last minute tickets to the show. I owe ya big-time!! 🙂