bable," according to the book. "I'd attended more concerts that I could possibly catalog, and loud music was hardly new to me, but KISS's decibel level was so high that standing in the jet intake of the Concorde would have been more restful. I couldn't hear for two days afterward, and during that time I was afflicted with earaches."
Diehard members of the KISS Army will obviously find merit in the book's details. Previously unpublished photos, a comprehensive Casablanca discography and a nifty chronological timeline of pop-culture events pepper the main narrative."?Rob Collins