Though the last couple years have seen individual memoirs from KISS members (Ace Frehley's No Regrets and Peter Criss' Make Up to Break Up come to mind), fans won't want to miss this oral history of the band's early years.
((Open RP, be him?)) I walk up to him. "Don't do that!" I was a good girl nerd, he was the cool badboy. He shrugs and continues, I walk closer, ready to slap him. But he drops the can, grabbing my wrists, he pushes me against the wall, my hands above my head. "Hey, you can't-!" I get cut off by him kissing my neck, I practically melt.