I am not a KISS fan. I'll just be upfront about that. I find them schlocky. So why the hell do I have this album? Well... When I was eighteen, late bloomer here, that was the age that I really started partying. And party we did, usually at a friend of mine's parents house. One such evening we discovered that the built-in cabinets above the central fireplace pulled out to reveal speakers and a turntable. Very late sixties chic. It became a ridiculous night of young drunkenness listening to albums we would never listen to otherwise. In the record pile, obviously left by one of my buddies older siblings, was this lone Rock'N'Roll album. Because of its familiarity, we must have played it five times that night. So now, no matter how trite, cheesy, and ridiculous I find the music...it reminds me of that night.
