If you own a radio you probably recognize that as the last line from a popular Creed song.
I really liked creed when I was like 14 or so (their guitarist was really good I thought). Then I realized one day every single song of theirs I knew was about jesus. That kind of killed it for me. Not because they’re a christian band. I have nothing against religious music so long as it’s good music. I have plenty of christian songs in my playlist, from “turn turn turn” by the byrds which paraphrases half of ecclesiastes 3 to lacrimosa, part of a christian funeral mass by mozart.
What I didn’t like about creed was that they did nothing but drone on about jesus, which is like a band that does nothing but sing about pain or love or boys. That ain’t art.
The first album I ever bought was the black album by metallica, it had a song about the sandman myth, multiple personalities, two about religion, one about injustice, america, werewolves, cosmology and human destiny and several more I can’t even summarize.
All in one album! To me, that’s music.
Anyway, my opinion of the lead singer was further ruined when I saw his music videos, which were just him walking in slow mo in a “look how awesome I am” way. They were beyond obnoxious, and he appeared to think he was jesus.
Then I found out that the lead singer scott stapp, married with two kids, had made a sex tape (that was later released) of him and kid rock getting blown by four groupies.
Not a lot of people know about that bit, so I thought I’d make a little blog about it.