#Shandi

[kiss-songs-explained]

[insanityisdivine]

Dressing Room: Ace & Paul

From "Shandi" Outtakes

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Watch "KISS - Shandi (1980) official music video" on YouTube

For some reason, the other video I posted of this song was deleted, so here it is again!!

[peanutbutter-doodles]

Eeeee! One of my fics got you more into KISS! Thank you so much, this makes me so happy, I have contributed to the growing of the KISS Army! Which one was it? 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

AWWWW, your welcome ;D

happy to be a part of the army, now lets see I believe it was I'm watching over you, then hold me, then who wants to be lonely then after that the rest is all history, kisstory!

AYYYYYYY-

Anyway, stardemon made me look at Gene and Paul differently after that and I couldn't be any happier~

[youre-in-the-psycho-circus]

Shandi | Two

Warnings: violence, abuse, hardcore action

Word Count: 1,738

Synopsis: The guys of KISS are on a mission from the Elder to find his Avatar in order to save their home Khyscz, and the whole Universe from the threat of the Destroyer. With the help of their powers and music, only She can help them defeat him and restore peace to the universe. An original idea based off of the KISS comics! 

Prologue | 1

Master List

Chapter Two: Almost Human

Ace had Beth stay the night to make sure she was going to be okay. He was worried that this ‘Wicked Lester’, as she called him, might’ve done something more to her than she knew. A human bestowed power by the destroyer surely had no idea how to fully control it. Any potential side effects of the contact that Lester made with her were surely going to show during the night if at all. Ace looked down at the female sleeping peacefully beside him. He ran a hand over her cheekbone smiling softly at the fading bruise. The bit of cosmic energy he let fall from himself to her had already begun to work its magic. Most of the swelling disappeared within the first hour she had been asleep, and at this rate, the injury would be but a distant memory by morning. Ace looked down at his hands as he sat up. The arcane magics and holistic sciences all grappling for a place within the Spaceman’s head were desperately trying to figure all of this out, more importantly, why it felt that the Elder’s energy was so close yet so far. He felt a surge of that power every day early in the morning before the sun came up for a few minutes but he could never pinpoint from exactly where. With Beth laying next to him tonight he could swear that he could hear a crackle of the elder’s magic speaking to him, but then again that very well could’ve been his ‘other head’ talking to him. He hoped that the others were doing better than he was. 

Ace rose from the bed, silently padding his way out to the living room. This couldn’t wait until morning. He stood in the centre of the room, gripping both hands into fists before closing his eyes. Ace was encased with a blue flash of light, his normal starry-eyed bedazzled Spaceman appearance taking hold. With another flash of light, the Spaceman found himself in the Bergen Street Lower-Level Platform once again. Spaceman sat on the edge of the platform concentrating for a few moments before one by one his colleagues appeared. Starchild was first as he stretched with a yawn. A very tired and annoyed-looking Demon followed with a grumble. Finally, a passed out on the floor Catman joined the group. “There better be a good reason this couldn’t wait until morning, Ace,” Starchild muttered as he wiped the sleep from his eyes. 

Demon stood grimacing at the peaceful Catman. As much as he wished he was doing the same at the moment, he was more annoyed than anything that he could sleep through all of this. “Get up you lazy asshole!” He yelled, kicking the Cat. 

Catman yowled, claws jetting out from his fingertips as he made a move to swipe at his attacker before realising who it was. “Oh Gene, it’s just you. I thought it was somebody important.” 

“Now listen here you…” Demon grumbled getting in the Catman’s face before the Spaceman’s blue magics forced the two of them apart.

“Enough. We’re just as tired as the two of you, now if you would just stop bickering we can get back to bed sooner. This meeting of the Order of the Rose will come to order.” Starchild grumbled as he stepped between the two of them. 

“Fine.” They both muttered. 

“What’s this all about anyway?” The demon raised an eyebrow as he crossed his arms across his armour-clad chest. 

“The Destroyer. He’s here, on Earth.” Spaceman replied with a worried look in his eye. The three before him stiffened very slightly at the news. “Or rather his power is here.” 

“How is this possible?!?!” Catman yowled as he ran his claws through his dark hair. 

“You’re sure it’s him?” Demon raised an eyebrow at the starry-eyed man before him. 

“Twenty-five earth years on this planet trying to find the Elder’s avatar and this is the first time you’ve come across his power. Why now? How did you find out?” Starchild continued the questioning. 

“Beth. My neighbour. Her employer is an agent of the destroyer, bestowed with his power.” The Spaceman informed them as he recalled Beth’s story to them.

“Shit, I can’t believe that a mere human has control over a power like that.” Catman looked down kicking at a rock. “She’s alright, yeah? Beth?”

“Yeah, I had her spend the night with me to make sure she was alright. I could sense that some of Wicked Lester’s magic entered her. Feels like a mind control hex was hoping you might be able to pull it from her Gene…” The Spaceman trailed off as he looked down the abandoned tunnel. “That’s not all either.” 

“Don’t tell me. You found the mythical ‘Shandi’ too, didn’t you?” Demon retorted, rolling his eyes. 

The four stood around the Spaceman’s bed glancing down at Beth as she slept peacefully. “What makes you so sure it’s her?” Demon asked as the Catman sniffed at the air trying to see if he came up with whiffs of the arcane magics that supposedly possessed her. 

“I’m not entirely sure but I just sensed something when I felt the tug of the hex within her. The energy surge just felt so similar to that of the Elder’s.” Spaceman explained. “See for yourself.” He gestured to her glancing at the Starchild. 

“Wait.” Demon stopped him. “Lemme remove the hex first. Last thing we need is it bouncing off onto you.” He grumbled before he began to chant in a language foreign to the other three. His eyes turned completely dark as he thrust a hand toward Beth. The others looked on as a crimson mist rose from her lips into the Demon’s mouth. He bit down harshly before blood poured from his mouth. The demon smirked as he closed his eyes, licking at the blood as he opened them, revealing their normal state once more. 

“Is hex removal always this gory?” Catman grimaced. 

“Only the extremely demonically potent ones.” Demon chuckled. “This Wicked Lester, as you call him, has quite a connection to the Demonic powers the Destroyer possesses.” 

Starchild looked down at Beth’s sleeping form. He let out a breath as he closed his eyes. When he opened them, a purple beam shot out from his star-covered eye and scanned over the female from head to toe. Catman sat on the edge of the bed closing his eyes as if he were listening for something. “So is it her?” Demon asked, he was so anxious to get off this planet and kick some Destroyer ass especially after devouring that curse.

The beam retracted back into the Starchild’s eye as he finished his examination. “I don’t know, there’s definitely something different about her energy signature compared to the average human, but I don’t think it's ‘Elder’ equivalent. And even if it is, it’s very weak. No guarantees it’s coming from her, could be the remaining fallout from the Elder himself on your totem you’re sensing. Or maybe others from Khyscz came here before us and she’s a descendant.” Starchild concluded his analysis of the female.

“I don’t know Paul…” Catman grumbled as his head twitched ever so slightly, his brows furrowing in annoyance at the high-pitched whirring sound he picked up on. “I can hear the crackling of the Elder’s Starlight nearby. It always had such a distinct sound, nothing like it in all the cosmos. And the scent of it is quite potent as well.” 

“There’s no way to know for sure, but it’s our best lead on Shandi’s location since we got here.” Demon grumbled looking at the girl’s sleeping form. “Twenty-five long damned years….” 

“That’s only a year to us, though you’re right, Gene. For now, we’ll keep tabs on this girl…” Starchild started.

“Beth.” Spaceman corrected.

“Whatever, we’ll keep tabs on Beth for the time being while we continue our search. If she shows any signs of possessing the starlight, we’ll be ready to help her harness her true power.”

“So now we’re babysitting?” Demon rolled his eyes. “We’re Rock ‘n Roll stars, Cosmic Guards, and councilmen for the Order of the Rose, do we really have time for this?”

“For the time being, yes.” Starchild scolded. 

“Shockingly, I’m with Gene on this one Paul.” The Catman spoke up. “We can’t just be going around thinking someone is the Elder’s avatar. There has to be a way we can be sure or a way we can check at least.” 

“I’m not entirely sure, this would’ve been in the ancient texts in the Elder’s library back on Kyhscz, for obvious reasons we can’t go back there…” Starchild wondered aloud as he looked down at Beth’s sleeping form. 

Spaceman, always sensitive to the cosmic energies, offered his perspective. "We need to be careful. If she truly possesses the Enchanted Starlight, exposure to cosmic forces might awaken her abilities before she’s ready. We need to look for opportunities where her connection can naturally reveal itself."

Demon, the most pragmatic of the group, chimed in. "But we can't just wait around indefinitely. We need a plan, and we need to ensure that she's the real deal. Maybe we can subtly expose her to cosmic events or artifacts associated with the Enchanted Starlight to see if she reacts. If she is Shandi, it might trigger something within her."

Catman nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, but we have to be careful not to overwhelm her. We need to guide her, not scare her off."

Demon couldn't help but voice his concerns once more. "I still can't believe we're doing this. It's like we're placying cosmic detectives."

Catman let out a chuckle. “Cosmic Scooby-Doo.” Spaceman couldn’t help but let out a laugh himself. Their laughs were silenced as Demon let out a deep throated demonic growl. “Sorry…”

Starchild offered a reassuring nod. "We're navigating uncharted territory. The cosmos is full of mysteries, and we have a duty to uncover them.” Starchild's words resonated with the group, reaffirming their shared mission and the importance of their roles as cosmic protectors. They knew that the path ahead was filled with challenges and uncertainties, but their commitment to uncovering the cosmic mysteries remained unwavering. The four looked down at the sleeping female, blissfully unaware that her entire life was about to turn upside down in the most rock n’ roll way possible. “Beth's destiny and the fate of Khyscz rest in our hands."

Chapter Three: When Lightning Strikes

[rolandrockover]

Sandy, Tomorrow Shandi

Shandi is always a challenge with the Kiss fans. There are quite a few of them who obviously like this song and don't make a big secret of it. These are usually the Australians, who are all into Unmasked (1980) anyway, because that album has already passed into their heritage.

Then there are those who sell their secret love of it to the outside (fan-) world as a so-called guilty pleasure. When I read something like that, I always ask myself why, if you like something, should you feel any guilt about it? After all, it's just a nice and harmless song that you can listen to on a sunny day and doesn't hurt anyone, and not a latent pyromaniac disposition or a similar nasty habit. But this question is of course just pure automatism, and basically doesn't need to be answered at all, because the answer is basically obvious.

To be more precise, obvious like a gang of thugs surrounding us all, playing with clubs in their hands, keeping a wary eye on us to make sure we only give the right answer, otherwise we'll get into trouble with them, because they can't stand soft pop crap like Unmasked, especially not schmaltzy stuff like Shandi (1).

But you don't really have to be afraid of them, because those fellas are mostly just hardcore fans from the very beginning. If you throw them a hot pizza topped with double cheese, they'll leave you alone and pounce on it. And they're not the fastest either, if you know what I mean. But to each his own, I don't begrudge anyone their favorite gang gestures.

Anyway, to slowly turn the corner back to Shandi I think most of you might know the rip-off stories about Joe Walsh's Tomorrow from 1978 and Bruce Springsteen's Sandy (4th of July Asbury Park) from 1973. In this case I've chosen its cover version by The Hollies from 1975 for my illustration because I think it shows the similarity a little better. And if you shouldn't know it, don't be shy, because nobody has to feel guilty here, just check out the links and have a listen. Everything else should fall into place in no time at all.

For my part, I am firmly convinced that after Kiss' appearance at the Daisy in '73, nothing good came out of them anymore, and that everything went downhill from there anyway (2).

I mean, after all, everyone has to draw a line somewhere.

Side Note:

(1) For some unknown reason they leave the Aussies alone and tolerate their contrarianism.

(2) Of course I love Shandi, always have, and still do. Unmasked is on high rotation for me in the summer. Well, probably every other summer, but still.

Shandi (1980)

Tomorrow (1978)

Sandy (4th of July Asbury Park) (1975)

[beesfordays]

i was tagged by @raphfish for the character theme challenge!!! thank you owowowo

Character Theme

What instrumental track would play in the background of your character's story during their most meaningful moments? 

my dnd oc Elei (Cyrus Elei Fairmorn) is... all about love, i think. and all the ways love can present and the many insane, irrational, and awful things we do for love, but also the many wonderful and beautiful things we can create with love and through love! they are faith and deception, joy and grief, false hope and genuine hope

that said, elei's "badass" or "climactic" music wouldnt necessarily be something cool or powerful. it can be as hopeful and joyful as this song:

or as slowly boiling and terrifying as this one:

BUT! i think the most quintessential elei song would be this longing, crooning love song, that talks about missing an old life, an old dream, an old simplicity, while also accepting that there's much more than what they thought there was to life, and that it's okay to keep moving forward while holding these old things in their heart. thank u cö shu nie for this masterpiece:

both the feelings these songs evoke and the lyrics are relevant to elei ngl. they are a tangled, complex mess of a person full of love and faith and all that entails, and i really want to do them justice 💞

anyway! tagging @studiokhara for this challenge :3

[juniormissperfect]

"He's A Dream" - Rylee Young, Project 21 teen jazz solo, 5th overall, 24 Seven Anaheim, February 2023 ★ Choreography by Molly Long ♪ He's A Dream, from the soundtrack to Flashdance ~ Shandi

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Shandi and his 2 grandchildren.

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Now Playing...

Artist: Shandi

Title: Walk the Streets

Album: Shandi

Played on: Wed Sep 04 2024 09:37:13 GMT-0500 (Central Daylight Time)

#Shandi #Female Fronted #BEWARE THE SIREN

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Ver la letra de la canción “Shandi” de KISS

[insanityisdivine]

Ace undressing

From "Shandi" Outtakes

[peanutbutter-doodles]

Thank you for the sentence starter suggestion! It'll be posted sometime after I come back from NY~ ❤️

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ur welcome ^W^!

Hope you have splendid time in NY, Sending extremely positive energy!!!

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[rolandrockover]

Reprise Vol. 2 - Shandi & I'll Fight Hell to Hold You

I like Shandi. And Unmasked. I think it was the last of a series of Kiss albums that I was influenced by as a very young person in 1980. Whether Hotter Than Hell, Destroyer, Alive I & II or Dynasty and Love Gun, or even Peter Criss' solo album, and finally Unmasked. That was all Kiss for me, without differentiating between the individual characteristics of albums or songs (1). I could easily add Music from The Elder, but that was a few years later, but the math would still be the same. For me everything was still simply music.

But such innocent child's perspectives change over the course of a lifetime, so let's take a big leap and go back to 1992, because that was the year I heard Crazy Nights for the first time as a youth. Unfortunately, after I had already been hooked by Revenge. At that time I started to devote more time to our favorite band again and gradually acquired their missed albums from the 80s. And of course Crazy Nights was among them. I'm sure you can guess where I'm going with this, as, of course, I found Crazy Nights more or less horrible, back then. And that was largely down to attitude and bias. Mea culpa, mea culpa. Literally, in fact. I had changed a little.

For me personally Unmasked and Crazy Nights, could hardly be further apart for this very reason, but luckily for me life always means change, which at least puts me back in a position to build a bridge between these two albums. Do I think I have also become a little more innocent as a result? Let's leave that question better open.

But speaking of bridges, why don't we take a closer look at the two bridges of Shandi and I'll Fight Hell to Hold You at last. Didn't Bruce Kulick mention somewhere, possibly on his old homepage, that the bridge in I'll Fight Hell to Hold You was in his responsibility? Whoever realizes first which song from Unmasked he must have listenend most to while composing it wins 100 points.

And maybe even a little bit of blissfulness, who knows?

Side Note:

(1) I could say something similar about Kenny Rogers, who my mother loved to listen to while driving, and so did I, since we lived in the country at the time and spent a lot of time in the car. Do you think I would have given a single thought to the stark differences between the psychedelic rock borrowing of Just Dropped In and the country pop of Lucille, which both played back-to-back on The Kenny Rogers Singles Album?

If bridges are just your thing, then you have no choice but to press play:

Shandi (1980)

I'll Fight Hell to Hold You (1987)

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