I remember watching a KISS concert on TV (possibly HBO) when I was a kid. It kind of surprises me because my mom listened to country music and my dad was a big NPR/classical music fan. But, there I was, a little kid watching blood drip down Gene Simmons remarkably long tongue while mom folded laundry. Whatever I saw in KISS when I was a kid is gone. Destroyer (Casablanca, 1976) rolls in at 489 on Rolling Stone’s 500 Greatest Albums of All Time and I can just keep right on rolling to the next album.