“I worked for KISS backstage by the dressing rooms. These four random bros came through the stair doors with backstage passes, and they asked to go in the dressing room (assuring me they’ve done it before at a KISS concert). Well, the VIP passes for the crew had little stickers we had to check for, and as I was checking, two of the guys just went into the dressing room Gene Simmons was in.”
“I went to get them, but the stage manager was already shoving them out and then proceeded to scream at me. I tried explaining I was checking the passes and they just barged in, but he kept berating me.
Gene Simmons came to the door and said: ‘It’s okay, don’t worry.’ The guys were long gone, but the SM sent me to a different post outside Paul Stanley’s room instead. He was an awesome dude. We chatted for a couple of minutes about a fantasy novel I was reading. So, the band was awesome (the SM not so much).”
