KISS and Morrissey: Together At Last

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Last night I saw KISS and Morrissey perform live back to back shows. I came out the other side a changed man. A man who, because he'd just seen KISS and Morrissey back to back, questioned whether or not he even was one. I don't know anything anymore. Except this: I wanna Rock 'n' Roll all night, and party ev-a-ree day is like Sunday.

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KISS sacrificed babies to the Gods of Rawk at the Ed Sullivan Theater for an impossibly epic web series called Live on Letterman. They owned. Morrissey may not know whether the body rules the mind or the mind rules the body, but KISS is pretty sure it's the former. Last night they were what they've always been: a band that lives from the loins, so preening, showy and cocksure they make the oiled up 'roid addicts of the WWE look like Perfume Genius. And because we were in the tiny theater David Letterman makes a living creeping out young actresses in, we felt every bit of their outsized shit show--complete with requisite pyro--in our bones and on our skin. Afterward the entire crowd walked out to greet the New York night like KISS My Anthia arriving to the L.A.I.R.E. Battle Royale.

Morrissey provided the perfect come down, good but in a completely opposite way. He played a reserved and subtle set that lasted roughly as long as KISS' truncated onslaught, one hour. Morrissey live is all effortless cool, a gentleman with such impeccable grace every man in the audience at his sold out Radio City Music Hall gig decided to cut their hair just like him. Even after such a loyal gesture, at times he seemed a tad unimpressed by the crowd, and at one point toward the middle of the short set asked if he should leave. He is human, after all. He needs to be loved.

In a perfect world the two would come together and form the greatest band no one ever asked for (Not sure what they'd call themselves ... Kabuki Moz? Mopey KISS? Morrissey and Paul Stanley's Wild Chest Hair Explosion?), an "I got the brains, you've got the brawn, let's make zero money" Super Group whose album, Viva Capes, would sell a half Satanic 333 copies to the angry fan base of both. Or maybe that's a horrible idea? I don't know, man. Like I said, I just saw KISS and Morrissey play live back to back shows. Nothing makes sense or matters anymore.

What follows is a rundown of some of the things I saw and heard last night. I'll let you guess what happened where. I've provided the answers too, because I'm not a monster. And speaking of, Monster is the title of KISS' new album, which they released Tuesday. Sadly, it does not feature guest vocals by Morrissey.


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jseremet
jseremet

The only thing KISS should be "owning" is an AARP card membership. They sounded atrocious on Letterman. Paul's voice shot, Gene bloated and flubbing lyrics....really time to hang up with costumes, boys. It is OVER.

CTAtickets
CTAtickets

@mcguilloteen did you rip a hole in the fabric of space and time?

jnovalomax
jnovalomax

I always thought Frankie Beverly should ditch Maze and form Frankie Beverly and Moz. 

mcguilloteen
mcguilloteen

@CTAtickets PS What is space and time? Also, what is fabric?

mcguilloteen
mcguilloteen

@CTAtickets I think I may have, yes. Hold me.

CTAtickets
CTAtickets

@mcguilloteen you've caused a great disturbance in the force seeing those two bands in such a short time frame. #risky ((hugs))

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