| Tuesday, June 08, 2004 |
 | So, farewell Creed.
Now, admittedly, I never actually heard any of their songs. In fact, I don't think that I had really registered there existence until right about now - they were just avague feeling, like you get when you realise that Gavin Rossdale must be doing something to pass the hours these days. However, their departure has touched me deeply. It seems that all our lives were somehow touched by Creed, no matter how lightly or how little, and now we must mourn. Until, once more, the crown of utterly unnecessary rock is onced again taking up and, even as we cry for Creed, we can see a future of mildly forgettable songs performed by people whose private life is far more interesting than anything they will ever actually commit to CD.
I call this piece of art "Vivat Rex". If it moves you, please give generously to one of Bryan Adams' favourite charities. It's what he'd want.
Meanwhile, I am loving the Hammell on Trial live CD. Nobody does banter like that man.
"I've watched the Osmond's MTV - Behind the Music five, six times now, and I'm still waiting for the part where they say 'we had sex once'".
Genius. Songs are pretty good, too. More on that when I have stopped commemorating Creed, as I feel we all shall in our own way.
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