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Kiss and Make-Up

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Gene Simmons, Kiss and Make-Up

Kiss and Make-Up

type:
Book
Current Status:
In Season
author:
Gene Simmons
publisher:
Crown
genre:
Fiction, Biography, Nonfiction

We gave it a C-

”The whole James Dean lifestyle had never appealed to me. Because after that guy dies in a car crash, I’m going to sleep with his girlfriend.” So spitteth the supertongued, Demon-disguised Kiss bassist in what passes for the sole witty insight in his not exactly rollicking memoir, Kiss and Make-Up. (Full disclosure: Gene Simmons was my hero…when I was 12.)

In the wake of genital-warts-and-all autobios from Marilyn Manson and Mötley Crüe, you’d think the Cher-shagging self-made son of a Holocaust survivor would have a great book in him. What’s here instead is the detail-skimpy life of a teetotaling hard-rock bean counter with an overactive libido and a big ax to grind. Even his ”I did this, then I did this, then I did her” structure is as zipless as his efforts to name-drop. When he’s not playing Ping-Pong with Helen Reddy or pranking Bob Seger’s sax player with a piece of onion-flavored chewing gum, he’s bellyaching — constantly — about bandmates Ace Frehley’s and Peter Criss’ problems with ”chemicals” and ”substances.” And by overusing that other coy euphemism, ”chasing skirt,” he can’t even muster good groupie porn. Could this be the squarest rock tell-all ever written?