There’s never been a band inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame whose music output has been critically contemplated less than the music of KISS, at least among the people who voted them in. I can’t prove this, but I’d guess 50 percent of the voters who put KISS on their Rock Hall ballot have not listened to any five KISS records more than five times; part of what makes the band so culturally durable is the assumption that you can know everything about their aesthetic without enjoying any of it.