Well... since you said that... we (or at least I) will continue to hound you until you tell the tale. So... why don't you make it easy on us & spill the beans
Well since you asked, i'll have to give the short version, don't want to take up two pages worth here.
Problem is, i can't back it up, nothing to prove what i'm about to say is true. But it is, none the less, true.
My mom was a was a music loving wild child, she was a piano player, classical music trained. Also a big Jazz buff and was pretty amazing at both types of music.
So, in one of her many club romps, she met Gene and Stan before Kiss was Kiss.
She brought them home one day, Stan was hot for my mom, so i guess that played a big part in all of them meeting.
They were the scruffiest guys you'd ever meet. My brother and i took bass and guitar lessons from them, and they were the furthest thing ever from lessons, they really weren't teaching us anything.
Gene had a Pre CBS Jazz bass at the time, forget what Stan was bringing over. But, back then Gene was the greatest guy, he was real cool and humble. Stan was a jerk.
Anyway, after the course of them hanging out for some time, they told us about their rock stardom ambitions and Kiss. After they told us about what they were going to venture into, we just knew they were headed to the top.
And of course, once it all came together, we never saw them again, until, one day, my brother and i were chasing around some of our favorite underground bands, we were at at club in NYC at the time called Hurrahs, located somewhere near Lincoln Center, well, Stan was there out of makeup, we recognized him right away, we figured, hey it's Stan, he'd probably be happy to see us, Not.
He didn't remember a thing, and when we tried telling him about, you know, remember my mom (her name inserted here), he was like oh, yeah, and walked away.
So, it was cool in the beginning, but i guess these are the things that happen when you become a star.
The last band i was in, the guitar player knew Tommy Thayer, we got one of our CD's to him, hoping Gene would give a listen, i included a short note to see if he'd remember me, guess he couldn't care less because we never heard back from Tommy.
And now, the first of the chrome bits have arrived, it'll go on tonight.