Belle just randomly reminded me in a couple of weeks, we're going to go to the KISS concert, with a big smile on her face!
Don't get me wrong, I was a big fan at the age of 16.
I went to their first ever concert in Houston at the Summit that year. (that's part 1 of my hearing loss, but another story)
The speaker stacks were two stories high. I am not making this up.
Belle dragged me to a KISS concert a few years ago. The changes in technology are amazing. KISS managed to put out the same volume with one row of speakers on each side of the stage.
I'd gone prepared. The orange squishy ear plugs were implanted. I noted I was not the only old dude there with them.
At one point in the show, one of the plugs started to come loose. I went to replant it, and in my fumbling attempts accidentally removed it from my right ear.
The right side of my brain began to liquefy, and I think I saw God.
I may have to double up on "ears" this time.