I've been debating using this section of my site like a blog. Since I rarely play anymore and hate social media, this may be a good way to get some of my thoughts out there and let people know I'm still alive...
Yesterday Ace Frehley passed away. This has been affecting me more than I thought it would. I never met the man, but he had an astounding influence on my life and art. I don't know anyone who hasn't been influenced by Kiss in some way.
Joe D., my friend and long time collaborator that passed away a few years ago, was a bigger Kiss fanatic than I could ever imagine. He ran the Kiss Hell fanzine, later becoming Metal Hell (which I occasionally wrote for). I remember he even got to help out with some stuff at one of the Kiss Cons in Texas back in the 90's.
Kiss were like mythical gods. There was something magical about them. Different than any other band. Some people find it hokey, but I didn't, The costumes, the comics, the movie, as well as the music. I ate it up. I was a Monster Kid. Deep in the horror and Sci-Fi. Gene and Ace spoke to me the most. I could see myself in them. They made me want to be something more than ordinary.
I got to see Ace live back in March. It's the most alive I've felt in a few years. The show was phenomenal.
It's been a while since I've written anything. I get locked up in my own mind more and more lately. Struggling with words and how to communicate with the human race. But hopefully I can keep this going and get better at it again. For now, I'm just going to put on some Kiss records and lose myself in the incredible sounds Ace put to vinyl. Fly High.
