Ahh Creed. Good ol' Creed. Lame-ass horrible no-talent Creed. I don't mean to get off on a rant here....
Creed's first album was good. Not amazing, but good. It was new, had some interesting musical stuff, and most importantly the lyrics weren't all Jesus this and God that. But then Captain Prosthelytize, who incidentally swore up and down that he wasn't all about God and Jesus and hooray for Christianity, starts writing songs with a "wealth" of possible interpretations, like Higher. Because somehow we aren't supposed to notice that in the music video for that song (yes, I saw it once, shut up) they all f%$#ing ascend a la The Rapture. Brilliant. Nobody will ever notice that.
Now there is nothing necessarily wrong with expressing your beliefs through music. But one of the things which puts people off of religious music is how damn urbane it is. With true die-hard Christian music this is probably because they think God hates minor keys or something, but that didn't seem to be a problem for Creed... in their first album. I'm not saying the band feared the wrath of God over a simple diminished A -- especially since they kicked General Crusade out of the band -- I'm saying that the saccharine lyrics that Major Conversion was writing had the musical effect of a lobotomy on the rest of the band. How can you write some kick-ass jams for the songs when the lyrics give you Jesus-flavored cavities?
You want to know why people hate Creed? If I wanted to be told how Jesus is the path to everything and will absolve me of all my sins and blah blah blah I'd let my Grandmother berate me for three hours about how letting food go bad in the fridge is gluttony, a sin, and how I'm going to hell for it. At least in the first album it was somewhat subtle and had a decent tune to the songs. But later albums were uninspired and most of the same, and the f%$#ing record companies marketed the crap out of it, probably because they only saw the three or four die-hard Creed fans who had "we love Creed almost as much as God and killing towelheads" tattooed on their eyes and figured that was a good representation of the music listening audience. Plus, it didn't help matters that Second Lieutenant Transubstantiation has all the grace and charm of a pubic louse.
The bottom line is that when Creed broke up I rejoiced. Had I not been driving when I heard I probably would have done a little dance. Actually, come to mention it, I think I did do a little in-my-seat-driving dance when I heard the news. In my opinion Creed was a prime example of what's actually killing the music industry: uninspired, copycat and pedestrian music sold almost exclusively on the back of endless overhype and a minority of die-hard fans. Now if Nickleback would either a) die, or b) learn to write songs without the exact same damn tune then the collective quality of the music on the market today would shoot up. A lot.