Lust, Gluttony, Sloth, Wrath, Envy, Pride... and Creed.

Creed (or avarice, covetousness) is, like most sins, a destroyer of grace. The band represents everything that is wrong with our society and brings its audience "six feet from the edge" of an untimely suicide with every listen. It was of great circumstances that June 2004 delivered us the breakup of Scott Stapp's musical crime.

Today, it is with a heavy tear in my eye that I can confirm Creed's inevitable reunion into the world of music. Not only has the band assured the world that their first album in over six years is on its way, they have also released the dates of a reunion tour kicking off on August 6th and wrapping on the 14th of October. While this poses no immediate threat to the average music fan, there have been numerous reports suggesting the possibility of radio air time for Stapp and friend's upcoming singles. This could raise the danger of Creed's reunion from a minor annoyance to the severity of a global pandemic.

China, Russia and Ukraine were among countries banning imports of 2 of Creed's 3 albums, ("My Own Prison" and "Human Clay") from Mexico and three U.S. states that have reported Creed inspired suicide cases, while other countries, such as Indonesia, banned all post-grunge music.