I'm still buzzing over an experience that I had a little
over a week ago. What you see here
was my perspective for about ninety minutes, a fifth-row center seat to the
Hottest Band in the World, and it's something that I'll never forget. I felt as though I'd actually spent
quality time with the band and was quite sad when they went away.
I've always said that KISS, along with "Star Wars" and "Saturday Night Live," were the three
things that I was practically raised on.
All three were there during my developmental years, with "Love
Gun" being the first album that I ever owned at the ripe old age of
five. So you can imagine how
warped I was back in 1996 when KISS put the makeup back on and went on tour,
during the same year that George Lucas re-released "Star Wars" in neighborhood theatres, confusing my subconscious into
thinking that it was 1977 all over again like Christopher Reeve in that "Somewhere in Time" movie.
How's that for an obscure
film reference, huh?
But now here I was, sixteen years and two more KISS shows
later, and I was literally standing about thirty feet away from the band as I
watched them do their KISS thing.
I didn't know what to do with myself, and the experience was almost
awkward as I stood there, watching a show that in all honesty was designed to
be seen from a distance. Aside
from the occasional point to my section and a few guitar picks thrown around me
(I was too much in a sentimental daze to even reach for them), the band played
to the rest of the amphitheatre, a facility that I turned to notice the
immensity of only during breaks in my nostalgia trance.
It was one surreal episode in this life o' mine!
Case in point, I only took one picture the entire night, and
it's the one that you see right here.
I take that back. I took
more, but then I realized that this was one part of my day that I didn't want
to experience from behind a phone.
