One is a recovering addict rocker that hopes you seek help. The other wears a dyed mop on his head and hopes you kill yourself if you’re depressed. Then, he probably hopes your family buys a KISS coffin.
Recently, Gene Simmons of KISS was interviewed by Roger Catlin of Songfacts and said the following “… And for a putz, 20-year-old kid to say, ‘I’m depressed, I live in Seattle.’ Fuck you, then kill yourself.” So far, Nikki Sixx of Motley Crue has been the only one to criticize Gene over his comments on depression. I will join him.
For me, Gene Simmons has been a joke and irrelevant since 1977. Since then, he and KISS have not gotten any more money out of me and I hope there is an outrage/boycott over his disgraceful and hate-filled comments. Imagine a 20-year-old out there who is a KISS fan, reads his asinine comments and thinks to himself, “You know what? Gene is right. I should kill myself.”
I hope and pray no one listens to the Kiss member who calls himself Dr. Love for he is no doctor and he has no love (except for money) for people with the illness of depression. Just because you can’t see the scars of mental illness on the outside, don’t think that depression doesn’t destroy a person.
With the recent passing of Robin Williams (who had sought treatment for depression weeks before his death, but still decided to commit suicide), Gene needs to understand that this is an illness which can affect anyone. It is not just the average person that can suffer, but the successful and famous, too.
Gene, you’re successful (as a businessman), and your famous (as a musician – not a good one, yet famous), but you’re a lousy human being. While I wouldn’t wish this on you or anyone, I hope someone you love does not get this disease. More importantly, that they do not take your advice.