Monday, May 2, 2011

30 Songs in 30 Days - Day 2

Day 02 – Your least favorite song

I hemmed and hawed on this one for a while, tossing several choices back and forth before finally deciding on...

"My Own Prison" by Creed (listen here)

No band makes me reach for the radio knob faster than Creed, and no Creed song makes me want to stick a flaming shish-kebob into my eardrums like My Own Prison.

Some background: Me and religion, particularly that of the Judeo-Christian variety, parted ways many years ago. Why would take too long to explain - suffice to say that I have learned things that I can't unlearn, not that I would if given the chance - but as a result, I'm not a fan of blatantly religious or religious-advertising songs.

Don't misunderstand; I'm not disparaging anyone else's right to believe what they want. It's when people try to make you believe what they believe that gets me angry. I don't advertise my lack of religion to you, so please don't advertise your religion to me. Good? Good.

Now then, this dovetails into my utter hatred for Creed. A lot of their music has subtle Christian overtones that make it hard to listen to to begin with.

...that and trying to marry such ideas with the man who sings them, Scott Stapp, with all his personal, legal, and public problems, is mind-twisting, to say the least. Yeah, hypocrisy doesn't sit well with me either, but we'll leave that here, as that is just one petal on the hate flower I have grown for Creed.

This song in particular makes no attempt to hide its Christian roots, its preachiness, or its suck. Stapp's voice is particularly hard to listen to on this track, aside from the lyrical content, as he tries to wring a bucket of pathos from a thimble of material. You can tell that he's trying REALLY hard to evoke an emotion from the listener, but all he does is make me cringe. Listening to his voice in general is like slowly rubbing my soul with steel wool.


"I hear a thunder in the distance
See a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given
On that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally" - Creed, "My Own Prison"

Again... wow! These lyrics are about as subtle as a bible flung at your throat. If I wanted to be proselytized to, I'd go back home.

Even outside the issues I have with the singer and the lyrics, it's just plain unlistenable. Even if you had a random person hum the melody over the instrumental track, it would still suck sixteen balls and a long shaft... not to mention the pool table itself.

Anyway, I hate this song. My hate for this song could fill three Olympic-sized swimming pools before you get to the real seething anger. It's brooding, preachy, blatantly religious, and just plain sucks as a song.

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