Letters

KISS Rock Gods, My first concert was 1978 KISS at the Spectrum in Phila, PA. I remember my mother telling me not to inhale the smoke as we watched in awe the concert that began my true love of all art and music. The 41 years that followed played out high and lows like a great song. I can tell my life story through the music that gave shape to my experiences. KISS gave me the songs that take me back to the pure, raw strength and joy moments. Last night , in Glendale. Arizona, I went back with KISS. I danced every strong, joy filled moment. Thank you to each of you for filling my life with your music. - Leah O’Doherty