With his ambitious songwriting partner Paul Stanley, and the rougher-edged Peter Criss and Ace Frehley, Simmons lived and rehearsed in dingy lofts while writing flamboyantly muscular songs like “Strutter” and “Firehouse” and devising schemes to attract industry attention. Everything about America.” As for the band’s roots: “We all picked up guitars because we all wanted to get laid,” Simmons writes. He attended yeshiva to please his fiercely devoted mother, yet became obsessed with “television, the Beatles, superheroes, science fiction, girls. Simmons (previously Gene Klein, previously Chaim Witz) defends his warts-and-all narrative of pop-culture collisions and 1970s excess by noting, “Those of you who believe in KISS need to know the truth.” The most colorful, engaging sections here deal with Simmons’s childhood in Israel and Queens. Raunchy, good-hearted memoirs of the prodigiously tongued co-founder of megaselling band KISS.
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