Buttkickin’ Halloween Songs: “Shock Me” — Kiss (1977)

I’m going to dispense with the Buttkickin’ Halloween etc. crap for a moment. Because my heart is entirely broken. Ace Frehley died today. Paul Daniel Frehley (1951 – 2025) and Kiss was my entry drug into the world of hard rock and heavy metal. When I was 7 I received both Kiss Alive II and…

We interrupt this woefully neglected blog for some news of an Applesque nature, or: “Here I am, again in this city…”

Yeah yeah, I’m way behind in everything here. Hokeyboy sucks nuts. I know. I’m about a third of the way into my write-up on the New Orleans Marathon, and I want that up as soon as possible. Bear with me gang. Until then, you can feast your eyes on this exciting piece of awesomeness: November…

Race Review: 2015 Space Coast Marathon (11/29/2015), or: “It’s like I told you, I came from outer space…”

You know, the funny thing about the 2015 Space Coast Marathon was that I came into it with a completely carefree, lackadaisical attitude, and that’s a real odd thing to have right before running 26.2 miles, in the heat, just for “fun”. I also love the word “lackadaisical”, and I haven’t had an opportunity to…

Album Review: “Rock And Roll Over” — Kiss (1976)

Kiss’s 1976 LP Rock And Roll Over is one of the most celebrated albums by die-hard Kiss fans, held in high relief as the sweet spot at which everything seems to be in synch: great production values, strong songs, iconic Kissography, and the entire band performing and recording together with minimal intrusion from outside songwriters…

Album Review: “Ace Frehley” — Ace Frehley (1978)

Legendary Kiss guitarist Ace Frehley — the original and ONLY Spaceman, as far as this fan is concerned — had been an integral component of the band’s success since its inception. As Kiss’s lead guitarist, his licks, riffs, and solos gave their music much of its memorable character and tenor. Frehley wasn’t a perfectionist, nor…

So I decided to run another Full Marathon (26.2 miles), or: “Lady space, you better wake up fast, countdown is comin’ on…”

So… hah. Remember when I mentioned that I was “retired” from running Full Marathons? Yeah that proclamation really took it in the shorts… You know, I’ve run only one Full. ONE. It was punishing enough. Afterward it wasn’t like I exactly swore off doing another, but the concept of ‘retirement’ sounded fine by me. The…