Letters

The first time I can really say that music HIT me was when I lived in Winnipeg. It was 1975 and I was in grade 2. A friend of mine had me over to his house and we went to his basement and lipsynched and air guitared to KISS Alive. From that point on music became a very important and integral part of my life... I lived for it, especially the music of KISS. It would take me 10 years to finally see my first rock concert and, yes, it was KISS. Over the next 26 years I would see hundreds of concerts but nothing will ever compare to that first show in 1985. Thank you. Kamloops in June will be another chance to see the band that started it all for me and even at 43 I will still be as alive as I was when I saw you at 17.