The new Kiss record is a chamber-pop concept album about the plight ofmigrant workers. Just kidding. On their 19th studio effort, the glam-rockwar horses smear on the greasepaint and blast out odes to rocking all nightand partying all day. Kiss are a piece of Americana — more akin tothe Ringling Brothers Circus than a rock band. The only question to ask ofa new Kiss song is: Will it provide decent accompaniment for a Gene Simmonsblood-belching performance in a packed arena? This big, dumb, catchy recordpasses that test.
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