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Copyright © 2011 by Ace Frehley

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is available.

ISBN 978-1-4516-1394-0

ISBN 978-1-4516-1396-4 (ebook)

TO ALL THE ACE FREHLEY FANS IN THE UNIVERSE

1
A Bronx Tale

2
Gangs of New York

3
Music in the Fifth Dimension

4
Movin’ on Up

5
Are You Experienced?

6
Flash and Ability

7
KISS Comes to Life

8
Here’s Looking at You, KISS

9
On the Road

10
Alive!

11
The KISS Hits the Fan

12
Going Solo

13
Fast Cars, Celebs, and Betty White

14
Apple Wine and Airplane Glue

15
Smokey and the Bandit (Revisited)

16
Rocket Rides and Rehabs

17
Cough Syrup, Fish Sandwiches, and Voodoo

18
Return of the Bad Boys

19
Into the Void

Epilogue

A Special Thanks

Photo Insert Captions

When I was a kid I used to carry around this awful
image in my head—a picture of three men tangled awkwardly in high-tension wires, fifty feet in the air, their lifeless bodies crisping in the midday sun.

The horror they endured was shared with me by my father, an electrical engineer who worked, among other places, at the U.S. Military Academy at West Point, New York, helping with the installation of a new power plant in the 1950s. Carl Frehley was a man of his times. He worked long hours, multiple jobs, did the best he could to provide a home for his wife and kids. Sometimes, on Sunday afternoons after church, he’d pile the whole family into a car and we’d drive north through the Bronx, into Westchester County, and eventually find ourselves on the banks of the Hudson River. Dad would take us on a tour of the West Point campus and grounds, introduce us to people, even take us into the control room of the electrical plant. I’m still not sure how he pulled that one off—getting security clearance for his whole family—but he did.