True Confessions

I have nothing to hide. Well, actually I do, and that's why it's hidden. However confession is supposedly good for the soul, so I figure I should get in on that action.

Confession Number 1: Creed

Sometimes I look back at my teen years and wonder if I was unknowingly on drugs ala some government experiment. Sure I had my brilliant moments, but I also have things in my past that I'm not proud of. For instance, Creed. I was a fan when they came out. I loved their sound and Scott Stapp's voice. I thought their lyrics were brilliant. While they were never my favorite group, they were in heavy rotation in my CD player for about a year. 

When their second album came out, I didn't care for it as much, but was willing to forgive them a minor misstep. I still enjoyed half the album and figured they were just suffering from the sophomore slump. When the third album was released I found only a couple songs I liked. Really though, from the second album I had already begun separating from them. Mostly I've always considered myself to have good taste in music, and Creed just didn't fit in with that.

Soon it was over. I no longer felt anything for the band. When Scott Stapp released his first solo album I couldn't even stomach the idea of trying it. I went years without listening to any of their music except for what I heard on radio or TV. When I did finally pull the CDs out again it wasn't the same. It never would be.

However...

However on occasion I still pull out the first CD and listen to some of the songs. In a weird way it's like stepping outside yourself. See I listen to it, hear the crappy music, his horrible voice, and their second grade attempt at lyrics and I know it sucks, yet it familiar sucks. And for that familiarity, the urge once and awhile hits. Also irregardless of the rest of their cannon, the last song on the first album is still good. 

So yes, I listened to Creed when I was a teen, and on the rare, rare occasion, I still do. Bad as they may be. And that is my first confession. Good thing I'm not Catholic or I'd have to say a lot hail Mary's to wipe that slate clean.