No band sucks better than Kiss. I say that because my lifelong love affair with the band is based on a true love — one that not only accepts, but also embraces the bad as much as the good. Despite the group’s dizzying highs and lower than lows, the constant in its music is the bold belief in self. The totality of its decades-long career can be summed up in the lyric from the anthem, “Shout It Out Loud”: “You got to treat yourself like number one, do you need to be reminded?” It’s this Zen-like wisdom that Kiss tribute act HTH — named after the group’s 1974 album, “Hotter Than Hell” — has taken to heart. HTH wisely covers the ’70s glory era of Kiss before it became the Donald Trump of rock ’n’ roll with all the visual and cock-rock bombardments. I wouldn’t walk across the street to see what passes as Kiss today, but I’d gladly pay $10 to see guys who love the band dressed up as their childhood heroes playing the hits of old in a small club. HTH plays Saturday, April 11, at Sonny’s Bar & Grill. Doors open at 9 p.m. 627-0070.