So, whilst watching TV this evening, a commercial came on that made my eyes roll into the back of my head, my flesh being to rot and peel off, and what brain I have left, ooze through every orifice in my head. Yes, I am referring to the new album from Creed. Yeah, the "Arms Wide Open" guys, with the lead singer (Scott Stapp) who wishes with all of his tiny singing "abilities" that he was Eddie Vedder from Pearl Jam.
Now, I was certain, that after the band broke up for the first time, after Scott's super ego drove a wedge between him and the rest of the band, and the small drunken fight Scott got into with a couple of the guys from 311, that their reign or mind-numbingly awful, putrid, excuse for music was finally over. Damn it come back albums. Next thing you know, Backstreet Boys and Spice Girls will release new material..... Oh, wait...... They are coming out with new albums. Great. As R.E.M. said "It's the end of the world as we know it," but I don't feel anything close to fine. I feel like the 1000 Pound Man is sitting on my head, both effectively suffocating me and crushing my head at the same time. And even then, that seems like it is better than a new fucking Creed album. We.....are......doomed......
So to come, a review of the new Creed album. Just be glad I am putting myself on the line for you. And don't be surprized if you hear that a guy from Georgia stabbed himself in the eardrums with icepicks....
Friday, October 30, 2009
I thought it was over....
Labels:
Backstreet Boys,
Creed,
icepick to the ear,
shitty music,
Spice Girls
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