"There were plenty of people there with KISS makeup, applied with varying degrees of skill. Being a teenage girl, I found it all pretty amusing. Gene Jr., however, was in a league of his own: complete replica costume, platform boots, beer belly, full face of makeup, and long black hair with a bald spot in the back. Gene Jr. took KISS seriously... and his drinking even more seriously. He kept coming to our booth throughout the evening (at the expense of watching the damn concert, but whatever).
"We were under orders to cut off alcohol sales at a certain time, so of course Gene Jr. approached me about five minutes after the cutoff, demanding more beer. I politely apologized and informed him that I couldn't. He seemed confused by it for a few moments, and simply blinked and repeated his demands. I told him again, and expressed that it wasn't our decision but the arena's. He froze -- and then lunged across the counter at me. It took three people to get him off of me and back onto the other side of the counter, where security was waiting after a guard had witnessed the event.