04/06/2014

KISS' PAUL STANLEY TELLS ALL IN NEW MEMOIR

By Larry Getlen

When Paul Stanley, frontman and rhythm guitarist for the band KISS, married in November 2005, he shared his joy with friends and family, including bandmates Eric Singer and Tommy Thayer.

Notably absent from the ceremony: Stanley�s longtime musical partner, KISS bassist Gene Simmons. He wasn�t invited.

�Your views on marriage are your own,� Stanley told Simmons, who publicly denounced the concept of marriage until his own nups in 2011. �But when you insult and demean people who get married and ridicule or dismiss the idea of marriage, you have no place at a wedding.�

The incident is replayed in Stanley�s memoir, �Face the Music: A Life Exposed,� written with journalist Tim Mohr and out Tuesday. Given the band�s history of party-every-day ethos, Stanley�s willingness to reveal his deepest insecurities and resentments is stunning.

The greatest revelations come from Stanley�s candor about his decades of disappointment with original KISS members Ace Frehley (lead guitar) and Peter Criss (drums) � and, yes, Simmons.

Stanley, born Stanley Eisen in Manhattan, met Simmons � n� Chaim Witz from Israel � in 1970. Back then, Stanley writes, the bassist was �very overweight . . . wearing overalls and sandals and looked like something from �Hee Haw.� � Still, their goals were compatible, and the two quickly evolved into a solid creative team, forming the band that would, in 1973, become KISS.
By Larry Getlen

When Paul Stanley, frontman and rhythm guitarist for the band KISS, married in November 2005, he shared his joy with friends and family, including bandmates Eric Singer and Tommy Thayer.

Notably absent from the ceremony: Stanley�s longtime musical partner, KISS bassist Gene Simmons. He wasn�t invited.

�Your views on marriage are your own,� Stanley told Simmons, who publicly denounced the concept of marriage until his own nups in 2011. �But when you insult and demean people who get married and ridicule or dismiss the idea of marriage, you have no place at a wedding.�

The incident is replayed in Stanley�s memoir, �Face the Music: A Life Exposed,� written with journalist Tim Mohr and out Tuesday. Given the band�s history of party-every-day ethos, Stanley�s willingness to reveal his deepest insecurities and resentments is stunning.

The greatest revelations come from Stanley�s candor about his decades of disappointment with original KISS members Ace Frehley (lead guitar) and Peter Criss (drums) � and, yes, Simmons.

Stanley, born Stanley Eisen in Manhattan, met Simmons � n� Chaim Witz from Israel � in 1970. Back then, Stanley writes, the bassist was �very overweight . . . wearing overalls and sandals and looked like something from �Hee Haw.� � Still, their goals were compatible, and the two quickly evolved into a solid creative team, forming the band that would, in 1973, become KISS.

Known for their outlandish alter egos � for years, they were never seen without identity-disguising face paint� KISS hit it big with albums like �Alive� and �Destroyer.� (Over the next four decades they would ditch the makeup, then re-embrace it, with various members leaving and returning. The only original members currently in the band are Stanley and Simmons.)

As success came, Stanley noticed in interviews that Simmons �sure used the word �I� a lot.� Stanley accuses him of abandoning the band in the early �80s, distracted by attempts to become an actor, but then taking credit for Stanley�s work; and also of using the KISS logo and persona for personal projects without contractual permission.

During this time, Stanley writes, Simmons� duplicity left him feeling there was �a traitor in the midst.�

Most damning, though, are Stanley�s statements throughout the book about the business acumen of Simmons, who has cultivated a reputation as a marketing and business maverick over the years. Stanley charges that Simmons has had little to do with KISS�s infamous torrent of branded endeavors, from caskets to condoms.

�I saw the term �marketing genius� used in reference to Gene quite frequently . . . [and] it turned my stomach,� Stanley writes. �Neither Gene nor I has had an active hand in any significant deals. He was no marketing genius. He just took credit for things.

�We�ve always been very honest with each other,� says Stanley, who tells The Post that Simmons has read the book and �had no arguments with it.� Simmons did not respond to a request for comment.

As harsh as Stanley is with Simmons, he saves his real venom for former band mates Frehley and Criss. After it was announced back in December that KISS will be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame at Barclays Center on Thursday, a public war erupted over which band members would play at the upcoming ceremony.

Frehley, Criss and the Hall wanted a reunion of the original lineup in full makeup; Simmons and Stanley refused, since KISS now has two other long-standing members in drummer, singer and guitarist Thayer. As of now, all four original members will attend the ceremony, but there will be no performance of the band�s music.

Stanley�s book sheds greater light on why he wouldn�t want a full-on reunion, recalling countless past times that Frehley and Criss, who have both had substance-abuse issues, were belligerent and even unable to play.

Stanley also accuses Frehley of stashing drugs �in the bags or pockets of crew members � without their knowledge � so he wasn�t on the hook if they were found.�

Even more shocking are his accusations of anti-Semitism against the pair. Noting that Frehley owned a collection of Nazi memorabilia, and that some of his earliest experiences with Criss involved the drummer racially mocking waiters at Chinese restaurants, Stanley writes that Frehley and Criss resented him and Simmons for controlling the band�s creative output � which Stanley says occurred because Frehley and Criss� songwriting contributions �just didn�t amount to much.�

�Ace and particularly Peter felt powerless and impotent when faced with the tireless focus, drive and ambition of me and Gene,� Stanley writes. �As a result, the two of them tried to sabotage the band � which, as they saw it, was unfairly manipulated by [us] money-grubbing Jews.�

Stanley reiterated to The Post that yes, he does believe that Frehley and Criss are anti-Semitic.

�Yes, I do,� he says. �It�s based on years and years of interactions. It�s not pulled out of thin air.� Frehley and Criss did not respond to requests for comment.

For Stanley, though, navigating rough waters was nothing new.

He was born with microtia, a deformity of the outer ear that also left him deaf in his left ear. His outer right ear was surgically repaired in the early �80s. He received no support from his parents, who had his mentally ill, drug-addicted, violent older sister Julia to contend with.

In the book, Stanley recalls a harrowing afternoon when he was left alone with Julia just after she received electroshock therapy, and spent the day evading her as she tried to attack him with a hammer.
KISS� Paul Stanley tells all in new memoir

By Larry Getlen

Stanley says it took him decades into adulthood and plenty of therapy to help conquer his lack of self-esteem. He admits that painting his face for the band was part of that.

�For many years when I first put this makeup on, I had a sense of another person coming out. The insecure, incomplete kid . . . suddenly got painted away, and that other guy came out.�

Now 62, Stanley is finally secure enough to reveal himself to the world through his book.

�People have their beliefs [about us], and most, quite honestly, are based on conjecture,� he says. �I wrote the book about me, my life and my observations. I didn�t write the book to have the last word on KISS.�
04/06/2014

ROCK AND ROLL FOOTBALL SEALED WITH A KISS

The L.A. KISS wins its inaugural game at Honda Center as fans of arena football and the namesake rock band embrace both the spectacle and the sport.

By James Barragan
Photo:Robert Gauthier

By the time two of the L.A. KISS' star players were lowered from the Honda Center ceiling during introductions for the team's home opener, the team's fans were ready to rock and roll all night and party every down.

Behind four touchdowns from wide receiver Donovan Morgan and a league-record six sacks in one game for Beau Bell, the KISS won its first game at its home venue in Anaheim, 44-34, in front of 12,045 fans. The victory improved the KISS' record to 2-1 while setting a league record of 11 team sacks in one game. The night was a complete rock and roll event. From the national anthem played on an electric guitar, to the bikini-clad dancers suspended in midair throughout the game to fans walking around in KISS makeup and flame orange Mohawk wigs.

Before the first down was played fans had already seen indoor fireworks, a laser show and a performance by heavy metal band Steel Panther.

"We wanted a football team, but this is a different type of football," said John Richards, 47, of Menifee, who for more than 30 years has been a fan of the rock band that inspired the arena football team's name. "This is KISS football."

There was even a special appearance by Motorhead lead singer, Lemmy, who performed the pregame coin toss.

"We're expecting craziness. Total craziness," said George Warner, 48, of Brea, who along with his wife, Yolanda, was one of the first people in line outside of Honda Center before the doors opened. "That's the KISS way."

With tickets to a KISS concert included in the season-ticket deal, the rock band name was a big draw for many of the fans in attendance.

"I think 95% are KISS fans and 5% know something about arena football," said Richards, who received season tickets from his wife as an early birthday gift. "If it would have been L.A. anything else, I wouldn't have been here. I wouldn't have known anything was going on."The L.A. KISS wins its inaugural game at Honda Center as fans of arena football and the namesake rock band embrace both the spectacle and the sport.

By James Barragan
Photo Robert Gauthier

By the time two of the L.A. KISS' star players were lowered from the Honda Center ceiling during introductions for the team's home opener, the team's fans were ready to rock and roll all night and party every down.

Behind four touchdowns from wide receiver Donovan Morgan and a league-record six sacks in one game for Beau Bell, the KISS won its first game at its home venue in Anaheim, 44-34, in front of 12,045 fans. The victory improved the KISS' record to 2-1 while setting a league record of 11 team sacks in one game. The night was a complete rock and roll event. From the national anthem played on an electric guitar, to the bikini-clad dancers suspended in midair throughout the game to fans walking around in KISS makeup and flame orange Mohawk wigs.

Before the first down was played fans had already seen indoor fireworks, a laser show and a performance by heavy metal band Steel Panther.

"We wanted a football team, but this is a different type of football," said John Richards, 47, of Menifee, who for more than 30 years has been a fan of the rock band that inspired the arena football team's name. "This is KISS football."

There was even a special appearance by Motorhead lead singer, Lemmy, who performed the pregame coin toss.

"We're expecting craziness. Total craziness," said George Warner, 48, of Brea, who along with his wife, Yolanda, was one of the first people in line outside of Honda Center before the doors opened. "That's the KISS way."

With tickets to a KISS concert included in the season-ticket deal, the rock band name was a big draw for many of the fans in attendance.

"I think 95% are KISS fans and 5% know something about arena football," said Richards, who received season tickets from his wife as an early birthday gift. "If it would have been L.A. anything else, I wouldn't have been here. I wouldn't have known anything was going on."

But other fans were simply happy to have a pro football team back in the Los Angeles area. Some fans even wore jerseys commemorating the Avengers � the previous L.A.-based AFL team.

"There's no football here," said Luz Adriana Rodriguez, 37, of Brea, who sported the team's black and flame home jersey with Paul Stanley's name on the back. "To have arena basically in our backyard. It was a win-win."

Joan Ash, 68, of Stanton said she was happy she didn't have to go without football for much of the year after the NFL season ends.

"I'm an avid football fan," she said. "I'd have to go into withdrawals from February to August when the preseason starts. That's way too long."

Ash, who rushed into the venue early to get commemorative team rally towels, said she was looking forward to the game experience that the team's rocker co-owners, Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons, had promised.

"I like that KISS is fan-based," she said. "Why sit and twiddle our thumbs during breaks? We're here to be entertained."

By early in the second quarter, Ash had seen several dance troupes perform between stops in play and BMX bikers performing stunts on the field. Later in the game, the KISS Girls � the team's dance troupe � rode into the field on a Fiat.

Lisa and Jerry Zaharias of Redlands wanted to make sure they were doing their part to bring excitement to the game. Along with their matching team jerseys, the husband and wife wore face paint and L.A. KISS-themed headgear that included a black hat with flame orange decorations to match the team's uniform.

"We want to get them [fans] excited and be part of the energy," said Lisa Zaharias, who along with her husband was featured on the game's dance cam.

Some fans did have a minor quibble with the team name.

"The only thing that is a little off-kilter is 'L.A' KISS," said Greg Gerstung, 49, of Brea as he proudly wore a Gene Simmons jersey. "It should have been O.C. KISS. That would have better represented Orange County."

But the excitement of having a football team in the area overshadowed his minor issue with the name, Gerstung said.

Halfway through the fourth quarter fans started "the wave" around the arena and by the end of the night the KISS had gained some loyal fans.

"As long as they exist, we'll be fans," Richards said.
04/06/2014

LA KISS DELIVERS UNPRECEDENTED ENTERTAINMENT EXPERIENCE

-By Michael Martinez

Do not adjust your eyes.

The field is really silver. And yes, it's really football. In Southern California.

The NFL isn't coming any time soon, but maybe the LA KISS can be a reasonable facsimile until it does. Indoor football is far short of what fans crave, but it'll have to do.

The KISS, a first-year entry in the Arena Football League, played its first home game Saturday night in front of an announced crowd of 12,045 at Honda Center. But to say it was football wouldn't be wholly accurate. It was football plus a whole lot more.

And maybe that was part of the problem. It's a good bet that patrons weren't just talking about the KISS' 44-34 victory over the Portland Thunder. They were probably talking about the show that came before, during and after the game.

For one admission, fans got a rock concert, a pyrotechnics show, laser lights, BMX stunt performers and girls in bikinis dancing in metal pods above the four corners of the arena. They played on a field that was, well, gray -- although the team calls it silver.

Was this a football game within a concert, or a concert within a football game?

It was hard to tell. Even the players had to wonder.By Michael Martinez

Do not adjust your eyes.

The field is really silver. And yes, it's really football. In Southern California.

The NFL isn't coming any time soon, but maybe the LA KISS can be a reasonable facsimile until it does. Indoor football is far short of what fans crave, but it'll have to do.

The KISS, a first-year entry in the Arena Football League, played its first home game Saturday night in front of an announced crowd of 12,045 at Honda Center. But to say it was football wouldn't be wholly accurate. It was football plus a whole lot more.

And maybe that was part of the problem. It's a good bet that patrons weren't just talking about the KISS' 44-34 victory over the Portland Thunder. They were probably talking about the show that came before, during and after the game.

For one admission, fans got a rock concert, a pyrotechnics show, laser lights, BMX stunt performers and girls in bikinis dancing in metal pods above the four corners of the arena. They played on a field that was, well, gray -- although the team calls it silver.

Was this a football game within a concert, or a concert within a football game?

It was hard to tell. Even the players had to wonder.

"The guys did enjoy it, but for me, I'm a football player," wide receiver Donovan Morgan said. "I come here to play football. I don't want to say it was a little bit too much, but it was a little bit too much."

Maybe over the top is a better description. Considering the reaction of fans to the game, the football was sufficient to draw and hold their attention. No doubt there were KISS fans who came to see Gene Simmons and Paul Stanley, but most of them seemed to be football-starved folks looking for a good game.

And they got it. When the music stopped and the action began, it was a worthy product. Average attendance for AFL games is 7,791. The KISS surpassed that by more than 4,000.

Maybe things will level off when they play their next game. Or maybe they'll sustain the good feelings. But for now, they're thriving, having won two of their first three games on a night of craziness.

"Surreal," said KISS quarterback J.J. Raterink, who threw four touchdown passes and ran for one. "That was the only word I could come up with from the beginning when we heard about everything going on.

"There was a lot going on, but the thing I was most impressed with the team was once the game started, we got going. We were able to put that aside."

They may have to do it again, depending on whether KISS management wants to produce more concerts and laser shows and dancing girls.

The players would prefer they not.

"I think it was a distraction," Morgan said. "I'm pretty sure I speak for all these guys that we just want to play. We don't want to have all these timeouts. We want to continue to play football and get W's."

If they do, that will keep fans coming back.


04/05/2014

STARCHILD SPEAKS OUT

A Revealing Excerpt from Paul Stanley�s Memoir, Face the Music

BY Vi-An Nguyen

As Kiss is inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame this week, Paul �Starchild� Stanley, one of the glam metal band�s founding members, opens up about the group�s shifting lineup, infighting, and his personal struggles in his confessional-style memoir, Face the Music. Read an excerpt below.

I sit down and look in the mirror, staring for a moment into the eyes peering out at me. The mirror is surrounded by high-watt theater-style bulbs, and on the table in front of the brightly lit mirror is a small black makeup case. We hit the stage in about three hours, which means it�s time for the ritual that has defined my professional life for forty years.

First, I wipe my face with an astringent, to close the pores. Then I grab a container of �clown white,� a thick, cream-based makeup. I dip my fingers into the tub of white goo and start applying it all over my face, leaving some space open around my right eye, where the rough outline of the star will be.

There was a time when this makeup was a mask�hiding the face of a kid whose life up to then had been lonely and miserable. I was born with no right ear�I�m deaf on that side, too�and the most searing early memories I have are of other kids calling me �Stanley the one-eared monster.� It was often kids I didn�t even know. But they knew me: the kid with a stump for an ear.

When I was out among people I felt naked. I was painfully aware of being constantly scrutinized. And when I came home, my family was too dysfunctional to provide any kind of support.A Revealing Excerpt from Paul Stanley�s Memoir, Face the Music

BY Vi-An Nguyen

As Kiss is inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame this week, Paul �Starchild� Stanley, one of the glam metal band�s founding members, opens up about the group�s shifting lineup, infighting, and his personal struggles in his confessional-style memoir, Face the Music. Read an excerpt below.

I sit down and look in the mirror, staring for a moment into the eyes peering out at me. The mirror is surrounded by high-watt theater-style bulbs, and on the table in front of the brightly lit mirror is a small black makeup case. We hit the stage in about three hours, which means it�s time for the ritual that has defined my professional life for forty years.

First, I wipe my face with an astringent, to close the pores. Then I grab a container of �clown white,� a thick, cream-based makeup. I dip my fingers into the tub of white goo and start applying it all over my face, leaving some space open around my right eye, where the rough outline of the star will be.

There was a time when this makeup was a mask�hiding the face of a kid whose life up to then had been lonely and miserable. I was born with no right ear�I�m deaf on that side, too�and the most searing early memories I have are of other kids calling me �Stanley the one-eared monster.� It was often kids I didn�t even know. But they knew me: the kid with a stump for an ear.

When I was out among people I felt naked. I was painfully aware of being constantly scrutinized. And when I came home, my family was too dysfunctional to provide any kind of support.

Once the white is on, I take the pointed end of a beautician�s comb, one with a metal point, and sketch the outline of the star, freehand, around my right eye. It leaves a line through the white makeup. Then with a Q-tip I clean up the inside of the star. I also clean up the shape of my lips.

The character taking shape on my face originally came about as a defense mechanism to cover up who I really was. For many years when I first put this makeup on, I had a sense of another person coming out. The insecure, incomplete kid with all the doubts and all the internal conflicts suddenly got painted away, and that other guy came out, the guy I had created to show everybody that they should have been nicer to me, that they should have been my friend, that I was someone special. I created a guy who would get the girl.

People I�d known earlier in life were astonished by my success with KISS. And I understand why. They never knew what was going on inside me. They never knew why I was the way I was, what my aspirations were. They never knew any of that. To them I was just a f***-up or a freak. Or a monster.

The more I came to terms with myself, the more I was able to give to others. And the more I gave of myself to others, the more I found I had to give.

It was a quest, an unending push for what I thought I should have�not only materially, but in terms of who I should be�that enabled me to reach that point. It was a quest that began with the aim of becoming a rock star, but that ended with something else entirely.

And that�s really what this book is about. It�s also why I want my four kids to read this book someday, despite the fact that the path I took was long and arduous and meandered through some pretty wild places and times. I want them to understand what my life was like, warts and all. I want them to understand that it really is up to each one of us, that anyone can make a wonderful life for himself or herself. It may not be easy. It may take longer than you think. But it is possible. For anyone.

I collect my thoughts and look into the mirror again. There, staring back at me, is the familiar white face and black star. All that�s left to do is empty a bottle or two of hairspray into my hair and vault it up to the ceiling. And put on the red lipstick, of course. These days, it�s hard to stop smiling when I wear this face. I find myself beaming from ear to ear, content to celebrate together with the Starchild, who has now become a dear old friend rather than an alter ego to cower behind.

Outside, forty-five thousand people wait. I picture taking the stage. You wanted the best, you got the best, the hottest band in the world . . . I count in �Detroit Rock City� and off we go�me, Gene Simmons, and Tommy Thayer, descending onto the stage from a pod suspended forty feet above as the huge black curtain drops and Eric Singer beats the drums below us.

Fireworks! Flames! The initial gasp of the crowd hits you like a physical force. Kaboom! It�s the greatest rush imaginable. When I get out there on stage, I love to look out and see people

jumping, screaming, dancing, kissing, celebrating, all in a state of ecstasy. I bask in it. It�s like a tribal gathering. KISS has become a tradition, a ritual passed down from generation to generation. It�s an amazing gift to be able to communicate with people on that level and have so many of them out there, all of them, all of us, together, decades after we started. The smile will not leave my face through the entire set.

Best of all, that smile will remain on my face as I walk off the stage to return to the totality of my life.

There are people who don�t want to go home�who never want to go home. And once upon a time, I didn�t, either. But these days, I love going home. Because somewhere along this long road, I finally figured out how to create a home, a real home, the kind of home where your heart is.


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