The sound of Kiss, it takes me back

Deb Ertl Moser

Guttenberg, IA

Oh it was Kiss, definitely. And we were always at Lakeside.

The guitars were winding and the drums were so loud, it was just a blast of sound.

It was my junior year and Lisa had painted us up to look like Kiss.

We were in my Mom’s basement and we were out of control an awful lot.

They actually did come around in concert, but I could not go.  I remember Chris went to the concert.

When I finally got to see them myself much later, Lisa was right there on my shoulder, a vodka and orange juice in hand.

Rock and Roll All Nite