How I spent the night with Gene Simmons (and no, I didn’t get the picture of me spanking his bum)
I had dinner with Gene Simmons and Shannon Tweed last night. No, it wasn’t an intimate evening, Blaik and I were among 200 others celebrating “a welcome back to your hometown, girl’s done well” day in Ottawa. Yup, Shannon, the siginificant other to Kiss’s legendary front man is from sleepy old Ottawa. Home to sex therapists, porn stars, and the former 1982 Playmate of the year. And Canadians from other cities often joke with me when I travel, “that people in Ottawa don’t have sex.”
Anyway, Kiss is in town playing Bluesfest, and so the two of them both have a reason to be having dinner in the capital. I think Gene Simmons is sexy. Not because I like aging rockers with wild hair, but because he’s a marketing genius, has a sense of humour, and isn’t afraid to speak his mind.