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ex-Creed frontman beats up 311 311, ex-Creed singer in fight at city hotel
Associated Press Originally published December 2, 2005 Former Creed lead singer Scott Stapp and members of the band 311 were involved in a fight on Thanksgiving in the lounge of a luxury Baltimore hotel, according to hotel security staff and 311 members. 311 was in Baltimore for a weekend concert when several members ran into Stapp earlier that day, drummer Chad Sexton told the Associated Press. Both Stapp and 311 have the same producer, and Sexton said there were no problems during the first meeting. But Stapp later came into the Harbor Court Hotel bar while Sexton and band mates Doug "SA" Martinez and "P-Nut" were watching basketball on television. He stepped in front of the screen and said, "311, I am ready to fight," according to Sexton. Sexton said the band tried to defuse the situation, and Stapp went to the bar to drink. Later, Sexton said, Stapp made "inappropriate" comments to Martinez's wife and was confrontational with Sexton. "All of a sudden, he clocked me in the left side of my face," Sexton said. "Then a huge fight broke out." During the melee, Martinez broke a finger and later went to the hospital to have a cast put on his hand. Security guards eventually broke up the brawl. Police were called, but no arrests were made, according to hotel security. "It was an unfortunate incident," Sexton said. "We are not brawlers." Beth Keifetz, vice president of publicity at Stapp's label, Wind-up Records, would not comment on the reports of a fight. But Jonathan Jordan, director of security at the hotel, who said the incident was captured on hotel security cameras, said Stapp was "attacked" by several members of 311. It took two security guards to break up the fight, he said. Officer Troy Harris, a Baltimore police spokesman, said the department did not have any record of officers responding to the hotel. [Edited 12/3/05 8:21am] you look better on your facebook page than you do in person | |
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Who is telling the truth? Only the cameras will tell ---------------------------------
Funny and charming as usual | |
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Man, this is some weird stuff.
I know very little about 311, but Scott Stapp has always struck me as kinda looney. I thought he was supposed to be an evangelical type, too. Ὅσον ζῇς φαίνου
μηδὲν ὅλως σὺ λυποῦ πρὸς ὀλίγον ἐστὶ τὸ ζῆν τὸ τέλος ὁ χρόνος ἀπαιτεῖ.” | |
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Scott Stapp is still an alcoholic mess
Scott Stapp, the former lead singer for Creed, is back in the news again for his usual routine of being a drunken ass. He showed up to a taping of Spike TV's Casino Cinema on Tuesday completely wasted, and started harrassing hosts Beth Ostrosky and Steve Schirripa. "From the moment he walked into the studio, he was rude, belligerent and drunk," reports a Lowdown spy. "With Beth, he was nothing but extremely mean, sexist and an all-around jerk." Another source says that even with his publicist in tow, Stapp cursed "every other word," called a female executive producer a "b-," constantly flipped the bird, and referred to Ostrosky - better known as Howard Stern's longtime girlfriend - as a "bimbo." http://www.thesuperficial...lcoho.html =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Let's see. Scott Stapp has just released a solo album to what appears to be underwhelming interest. Might someone need a little press? tA Tribal Disorder http://www.soundclick.com...dID=182431 "Ya see, we're not interested in what you know...but what you are willing to learn. C'mon y'all." | |
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No wonder Creed got rid of him. | |
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theAudience said: Scott Stapp is still an alcoholic mess
Scott Stapp, the former lead singer for Creed, is back in the news again for his usual routine of being a drunken ass. He showed up to a taping of Spike TV's Casino Cinema on Tuesday completely wasted, and started harrassing hosts Beth Ostrosky and Steve Schirripa. "From the moment he walked into the studio, he was rude, belligerent and drunk," reports a Lowdown spy. "With Beth, he was nothing but extremely mean, sexist and an all-around jerk." Another source says that even with his publicist in tow, Stapp cursed "every other word," called a female executive producer a "b-," constantly flipped the bird, and referred to Ostrosky - better known as Howard Stern's longtime girlfriend - as a "bimbo." http://www.thesuperficial...lcoho.html =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Let's see. Scott Stapp has just released a solo album to what appears to be underwhelming interest. Might someone need a little press? tA Tribal Disorder http://www.soundclick.com...dID=182431 This is all really too bad. I'd thought he'd made an effort to get his life together. I hope he bounces back. Ὅσον ζῇς φαίνου
μηδὲν ὅλως σὺ λυποῦ πρὸς ὀλίγον ἐστὶ τὸ ζῆν τὸ τέλος ὁ χρόνος ἀπαιτεῖ.” | |
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didnt the creed frontman have a jaw lock like a dog?
or a slackjaw or whatever its called?! when he sings, his mouth looks its chomping something hard and about to break, see the when eyes wide open video, you can clearly see the jaw lock | |
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I'd be a drunken ass too if,everytime I went out, I had to endure some teenage kid yelling "CREED SUCKS!" while leaning out the window of a passing car. a psychotic is someone who just figured out what's going on | |
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I didn't get the whole story but apparently Beth O, (Howard's Stern's girlfriend) hosts some show and he was on there and was a drunken mess. Apparently, he really upset her. BUt then again, so does thinking, so.... | |
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theAudience said: Scott Stapp is still an alcoholic mess
Scott Stapp, the former lead singer for Creed, is back in the news again for his usual routine of being a drunken ass. He showed up to a taping of Spike TV's Casino Cinema on Tuesday completely wasted, and started harrassing hosts Beth Ostrosky and Steve Schirripa. "From the moment he walked into the studio, he was rude, belligerent and drunk," reports a Lowdown spy. "With Beth, he was nothing but extremely mean, sexist and an all-around jerk." Another source says that even with his publicist in tow, Stapp cursed "every other word," called a female executive producer a "b-," constantly flipped the bird, and referred to Ostrosky - better known as Howard Stern's longtime girlfriend - as a "bimbo." http://www.thesuperficial...lcoho.html =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Let's see. Scott Stapp has just released a solo album to what appears to be underwhelming interest. Might someone need a little press? tA Tribal Disorder http://www.soundclick.com...dID=182431 There it is.... | |
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Stax said: I'd be a drunken ass too if,everytime I went out, I had to endure some teenage kid yelling "CREED SUCKS!" while leaning out the window of a passing car.
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theAudience said: Scott Stapp is still an alcoholic mess
Scott Stapp, the former lead singer for Creed, is back in the news again for his usual routine of being a drunken ass. He showed up to a taping of Spike TV's Casino Cinema on Tuesday completely wasted, and started harrassing hosts Beth Ostrosky and Steve Schirripa. "From the moment he walked into the studio, he was rude, belligerent and drunk," reports a Lowdown spy. "With Beth, he was nothing but extremely mean, sexist and an all-around jerk." Another source says that even with his publicist in tow, Stapp cursed "every other word," called a female executive producer a "b-," constantly flipped the bird, and referred to Ostrosky - better known as Howard Stern's longtime girlfriend - as a "bimbo." http://www.thesuperficial...lcoho.html =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Let's see. Scott Stapp has just released a solo album to what appears to be underwhelming interest. Might someone need a little press? tA Tribal Disorder http://www.soundclick.com...dID=182431 he always seemed to kinda be a jim morrison wannabe...maybe he´s just following through on the whole vibe ??? | |
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prettymansson said: he always seemed to kinda be a jim morrison wannabe...maybe he´s just following through on the whole vibe ???
if he indeed is trying to emulate jim morrison, he sure is sucking at it. | |
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Stapp has had a rough year. Did anybody see this gem from earlier in the yr?
Lead Singer of Creed Gets Punk'd Friday, July 29. My last night in Gainesville. I've had my party and said my goodbyes to most of my friends. One group actually didn't make it to the party, but were possibly still coming, and instead of having them walk into an empty house (literally-- no furniture) devoid of people, I went over to their place. So I'm saying goodbye to pals Jeanine and Heather. They have a few friends over to their place and are already stoned and drunk, seemingly ready for bed quite soon. I hear mumbling in the other room of some kids leaving soon because they have to go see Scott Stapp. My pop culture radar is not currently on, so I'm missing the reference. Instead, I think they're just talking about a friend who's driving in from out of town. But they're quite adamant about seeing Scott. "I'm fucking walking to Denny's to see Scott if I have to, I don't care if no one else goes!" one kid says. So I'm curious and ask one of the guys what's going on. He tells me the background story: Apparently, one of their friends met Scott Stapp (who, because I find no problem with conflation, will for the rest of the story be referred to as "Creed") at an airport bar and the girl pretended to be interested. At the end of their conversation, he asked for her number and because she was going to Amsterdam, she gave Creed her friend's number instead. The girl then calls her friend and warns her that Creed might be calling her sometime in the future for a hook-up. Which he does. Friday night. He flew into Orlando and gave the girl a call. The girl, thrilled at the prospect of making Creed look like an idiot, plays along. "You should drive up to Gainesville tonight to see me!" she says. Creed, because his star has fallen quite a bit recently (if you hadn't noticed) eagerly accepts the offer to drive 2 hours to get some pussy. I guess the groupies aren't lining up outside the airport like they used to. I heard through the grapevine that night that Creed had actually kicked Scott Stapp out of their band. I don't know if this is true or not as no one on the Internet has any stories about it. But I googled him recently and found out that his solo career isn't taking off nearly like he expected, despite being the first released single off the Passion of the Christ Songs CD-- songs inspired by the movie. Mel Gibson hand picked him for a special screening, and he wrote a song after he was so personally affected by the movie. Douche. Anyway, so the guy who was so spiritually affected by The Passion of the Christ is now hightailing it to Gainesville to tag a piece of ass he met in an airport bar. And he's having his ghettotastic hootchie skanky Jersey girl sleaze of a sister drive him. Yes, Creed is making his sister drive him to the Gainesville Denny's for a booty call. So this group from the party makes it over to Denny's, strategically choosing places all around the Denny's so that we can watch what goes down. It's 3am on a Friday, so of course the place is packed with drunk kids getting out of the bars, who have no idea what they're about to be in for. Jeanine, Heather, and I all have prime seating-- we're directly next to the booth with the girl who has been talking to Creed, as well as her 5 friends who are all in on the joke and have been planning extra embarrassing things to do to him. The girl who is keeping track of him via cell phone convos lets me know that Creed has been in fine form so far tonight. Here is how one of the conversations went: Creed: "Do you have an acoustic guitar with you in Gainesville?" Her: "Um, yeah." Creed: "Good, maybe you can help me write my new hit single!" Me, after hearing the story: "I applaud your ability not to vomit at that." Now we're convinced he's on his way. We hear the countdown from the table next to us: "He's in Micanopy!" "He's passing UF!" "He's pulling into the parking lot!" The excitement is killing me. And then he enters. Creed steps into the Gainesville Denny's, wearing a wife beater and slick running pants, desperately trying to find his hookup. My life is complete. The girl who's been talking on the phone with Creed has a friend who recently broke his arm. So as soon as Creedy walks in, he screams, "Oh my god! You're Scott Stapp! You're my favorite singer ever! Sign my cast!" Creed, probably even himself realizing how sucky it is to be the (former) lead singer of Creed, denies it. "I get that a lot... I just look like him. I'm not him." HA! Then the Denny's cop comes over: "Both of you, outta here! No screaming in Denny's! Manager's orders!" Delicious. The lead singer of Creed is getting kicked out of the Gainesville Denny's. Cast arm boy obviously doesn't want our fun to be over so quickly, so he sweet talks the cop and gets him to rescind his ejection. Creedy keeps walking around, trying to find the girl he talked to in the airport bar, feverishly running to the back to get better cell phone reception and then moving back to the front to try to find her. Of course, the girl has stopped answering her phone now and the Denny's partrons are just watching Creed walk around looking desperately horny. And the best part is watching the other people as they notice who this guy is. "Hey, that's the Creed guy!" they all say as he walks past them. Then, 5 seconds later and as soon as he's out of earshot: "Wait, who cares? Creed sucks!" This is seriously the reaction of every table that I hear as he walks by. So sad, for him. Oh, and the dude is like 5'6". I'm not joking. When he walked by, he was at least (AT LEAST) 3 inches shorter than me. Midget. Now there are about 12 people who know about what's going on. And like the rats in Muppets Take Manhattan who run around under the tables at that fancy restuarant spreading the buzz that Manhattan Melodies is going to be a smash hit show, we start spreading the ruse that has been pulled on Creed. Soon, most of the tables and the wait staff is informed of what's going on. "Pathetic!" is the most common reaction. To keep him there as long as possible, groups of girls keep going over to him and flirting and trying to find out what he's doing in Gainesville. Cast arm boy even printed out Scott Stapp's headshot and goes over to ask him to sign it. You'd think that would be an obvious sign that he was being tricked, but apparently Creed is cocky enough to think that people regularly carry around his photograph everywhere like it's an American Express card. Jeanine, perfect brilliant girl she is, ran over to the juke box to see if it happened to have a Creed song on it. Unfortunately, it didn't. Or maybe fortunately. For if "Arms Wide Open" began playing as he was running around the Denny's, I probably would've soiled myself laughing. At the end of the night, we convince Jeanine to go ask to take a picture with Creed by saying it was her birthday (it was, only 4 days earlier). When she goes to get the picture, all 12 of us who are in on the joke jump in the photo. Unfortunately, the person taking the picture couldn't work the flash, so it just looks like a mess of clumpy dark blobs. But I know that one girl took a bunch of pictures of Creed running around the Denny's-- mostly of the back of his head-- and I want them. If anyone knows where to get these, let me know. So that was my last night in Gainesville. Creed eventually got back in his car and drove home to Orlando, having unsuccessfully found his pussy for the night. What a sad sad man. Super douche. | |
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roundables said: Stapp has had a rough year. Did anybody see this gem from earlier in the yr?
Lead Singer of Creed Gets Punk'd [story was here] damn, that was salty. | |
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roundables said: Stapp has had a rough year. Did anybody see this gem from earlier in the yr?
Lead Singer of Creed Gets Punk'd Friday, July 29. My last night in Gainesville. I've had my party and said my goodbyes to most of my friends. One group actually didn't make it to the party, but were possibly still coming, and instead of having them walk into an empty house (literally-- no furniture) devoid of people, I went over to their place. So I'm saying goodbye to pals Jeanine and Heather. They have a few friends over to their place and are already stoned and drunk, seemingly ready for bed quite soon. I hear mumbling in the other room of some kids leaving soon because they have to go see Scott Stapp. My pop culture radar is not currently on, so I'm missing the reference. Instead, I think they're just talking about a friend who's driving in from out of town. But they're quite adamant about seeing Scott. "I'm fucking walking to Denny's to see Scott if I have to, I don't care if no one else goes!" one kid says. So I'm curious and ask one of the guys what's going on. He tells me the background story: Apparently, one of their friends met Scott Stapp (who, because I find no problem with conflation, will for the rest of the story be referred to as "Creed") at an airport bar and the girl pretended to be interested. At the end of their conversation, he asked for her number and because she was going to Amsterdam, she gave Creed her friend's number instead. The girl then calls her friend and warns her that Creed might be calling her sometime in the future for a hook-up. Which he does. Friday night. He flew into Orlando and gave the girl a call. The girl, thrilled at the prospect of making Creed look like an idiot, plays along. "You should drive up to Gainesville tonight to see me!" she says. Creed, because his star has fallen quite a bit recently (if you hadn't noticed) eagerly accepts the offer to drive 2 hours to get some pussy. I guess the groupies aren't lining up outside the airport like they used to. I heard through the grapevine that night that Creed had actually kicked Scott Stapp out of their band. I don't know if this is true or not as no one on the Internet has any stories about it. But I googled him recently and found out that his solo career isn't taking off nearly like he expected, despite being the first released single off the Passion of the Christ Songs CD-- songs inspired by the movie. Mel Gibson hand picked him for a special screening, and he wrote a song after he was so personally affected by the movie. Douche. Anyway, so the guy who was so spiritually affected by The Passion of the Christ is now hightailing it to Gainesville to tag a piece of ass he met in an airport bar. And he's having his ghettotastic hootchie skanky Jersey girl sleaze of a sister drive him. Yes, Creed is making his sister drive him to the Gainesville Denny's for a booty call. So this group from the party makes it over to Denny's, strategically choosing places all around the Denny's so that we can watch what goes down. It's 3am on a Friday, so of course the place is packed with drunk kids getting out of the bars, who have no idea what they're about to be in for. Jeanine, Heather, and I all have prime seating-- we're directly next to the booth with the girl who has been talking to Creed, as well as her 5 friends who are all in on the joke and have been planning extra embarrassing things to do to him. The girl who is keeping track of him via cell phone convos lets me know that Creed has been in fine form so far tonight. Here is how one of the conversations went: Creed: "Do you have an acoustic guitar with you in Gainesville?" Her: "Um, yeah." Creed: "Good, maybe you can help me write my new hit single!" Me, after hearing the story: "I applaud your ability not to vomit at that." Now we're convinced he's on his way. We hear the countdown from the table next to us: "He's in Micanopy!" "He's passing UF!" "He's pulling into the parking lot!" The excitement is killing me. And then he enters. Creed steps into the Gainesville Denny's, wearing a wife beater and slick running pants, desperately trying to find his hookup. My life is complete. The girl who's been talking on the phone with Creed has a friend who recently broke his arm. So as soon as Creedy walks in, he screams, "Oh my god! You're Scott Stapp! You're my favorite singer ever! Sign my cast!" Creed, probably even himself realizing how sucky it is to be the (former) lead singer of Creed, denies it. "I get that a lot... I just look like him. I'm not him." HA! Then the Denny's cop comes over: "Both of you, outta here! No screaming in Denny's! Manager's orders!" Delicious. The lead singer of Creed is getting kicked out of the Gainesville Denny's. Cast arm boy obviously doesn't want our fun to be over so quickly, so he sweet talks the cop and gets him to rescind his ejection. Creedy keeps walking around, trying to find the girl he talked to in the airport bar, feverishly running to the back to get better cell phone reception and then moving back to the front to try to find her. Of course, the girl has stopped answering her phone now and the Denny's partrons are just watching Creed walk around looking desperately horny. And the best part is watching the other people as they notice who this guy is. "Hey, that's the Creed guy!" they all say as he walks past them. Then, 5 seconds later and as soon as he's out of earshot: "Wait, who cares? Creed sucks!" This is seriously the reaction of every table that I hear as he walks by. So sad, for him. Oh, and the dude is like 5'6". I'm not joking. When he walked by, he was at least (AT LEAST) 3 inches shorter than me. Midget. Now there are about 12 people who know about what's going on. And like the rats in Muppets Take Manhattan who run around under the tables at that fancy restuarant spreading the buzz that Manhattan Melodies is going to be a smash hit show, we start spreading the ruse that has been pulled on Creed. Soon, most of the tables and the wait staff is informed of what's going on. "Pathetic!" is the most common reaction. To keep him there as long as possible, groups of girls keep going over to him and flirting and trying to find out what he's doing in Gainesville. Cast arm boy even printed out Scott Stapp's headshot and goes over to ask him to sign it. You'd think that would be an obvious sign that he was being tricked, but apparently Creed is cocky enough to think that people regularly carry around his photograph everywhere like it's an American Express card. Jeanine, perfect brilliant girl she is, ran over to the juke box to see if it happened to have a Creed song on it. Unfortunately, it didn't. Or maybe fortunately. For if "Arms Wide Open" began playing as he was running around the Denny's, I probably would've soiled myself laughing. At the end of the night, we convince Jeanine to go ask to take a picture with Creed by saying it was her birthday (it was, only 4 days earlier). When she goes to get the picture, all 12 of us who are in on the joke jump in the photo. Unfortunately, the person taking the picture couldn't work the flash, so it just looks like a mess of clumpy dark blobs. But I know that one girl took a bunch of pictures of Creed running around the Denny's-- mostly of the back of his head-- and I want them. If anyone knows where to get these, let me know. So that was my last night in Gainesville. Creed eventually got back in his car and drove home to Orlando, having unsuccessfully found his pussy for the night. What a sad sad man. Super douche. harsh a psychotic is someone who just figured out what's going on | |
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meltwithu said: But Stapp later came into the Harbor Court Hotel bar while Sexton and band mates Doug "SA" Martinez and "P-Nut" were watching basketball on television. He stepped in front of the screen and said, "311, I am ready to fight," according to Sexton. i remember when he fought fred durst or some shit.this guy is a mess...did anyone ever see the behind the music when he was with creed? | |
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roundables said: Stapp has had a rough year. Did anybody see this gem from earlier in the yr?
Lead Singer of Creed Gets Punk'd Friday, July 29. My last night in Gainesville. I've had my party and said my goodbyes to most of my friends. One group actually didn't make it to the party, but were possibly still coming, and instead of having them walk into an empty house (literally-- no furniture) devoid of people, I went over to their place. So I'm saying goodbye to pals Jeanine and Heather. They have a few friends over to their place and are already stoned and drunk, seemingly ready for bed quite soon. I hear mumbling in the other room of some kids leaving soon because they have to go see Scott Stapp. My pop culture radar is not currently on, so I'm missing the reference. Instead, I think they're just talking about a friend who's driving in from out of town. But they're quite adamant about seeing Scott. "I'm fucking walking to Denny's to see Scott if I have to, I don't care if no one else goes!" one kid says. So I'm curious and ask one of the guys what's going on. He tells me the background story: Apparently, one of their friends met Scott Stapp (who, because I find no problem with conflation, will for the rest of the story be referred to as "Creed") at an airport bar and the girl pretended to be interested. At the end of their conversation, he asked for her number and because she was going to Amsterdam, she gave Creed her friend's number instead. The girl then calls her friend and warns her that Creed might be calling her sometime in the future for a hook-up. Which he does. Friday night. He flew into Orlando and gave the girl a call. The girl, thrilled at the prospect of making Creed look like an idiot, plays along. "You should drive up to Gainesville tonight to see me!" she says. Creed, because his star has fallen quite a bit recently (if you hadn't noticed) eagerly accepts the offer to drive 2 hours to get some pussy. I guess the groupies aren't lining up outside the airport like they used to. I heard through the grapevine that night that Creed had actually kicked Scott Stapp out of their band. I don't know if this is true or not as no one on the Internet has any stories about it. But I googled him recently and found out that his solo career isn't taking off nearly like he expected, despite being the first released single off the Passion of the Christ Songs CD-- songs inspired by the movie. Mel Gibson hand picked him for a special screening, and he wrote a song after he was so personally affected by the movie. Douche. Anyway, so the guy who was so spiritually affected by The Passion of the Christ is now hightailing it to Gainesville to tag a piece of ass he met in an airport bar. And he's having his ghettotastic hootchie skanky Jersey girl sleaze of a sister drive him. Yes, Creed is making his sister drive him to the Gainesville Denny's for a booty call. So this group from the party makes it over to Denny's, strategically choosing places all around the Denny's so that we can watch what goes down. It's 3am on a Friday, so of course the place is packed with drunk kids getting out of the bars, who have no idea what they're about to be in for. Jeanine, Heather, and I all have prime seating-- we're directly next to the booth with the girl who has been talking to Creed, as well as her 5 friends who are all in on the joke and have been planning extra embarrassing things to do to him. The girl who is keeping track of him via cell phone convos lets me know that Creed has been in fine form so far tonight. Here is how one of the conversations went: Creed: "Do you have an acoustic guitar with you in Gainesville?" Her: "Um, yeah." Creed: "Good, maybe you can help me write my new hit single!" Me, after hearing the story: "I applaud your ability not to vomit at that." Now we're convinced he's on his way. We hear the countdown from the table next to us: "He's in Micanopy!" "He's passing UF!" "He's pulling into the parking lot!" The excitement is killing me. And then he enters. Creed steps into the Gainesville Denny's, wearing a wife beater and slick running pants, desperately trying to find his hookup. My life is complete. The girl who's been talking on the phone with Creed has a friend who recently broke his arm. So as soon as Creedy walks in, he screams, "Oh my god! You're Scott Stapp! You're my favorite singer ever! Sign my cast!" Creed, probably even himself realizing how sucky it is to be the (former) lead singer of Creed, denies it. "I get that a lot... I just look like him. I'm not him." HA! Then the Denny's cop comes over: "Both of you, outta here! No screaming in Denny's! Manager's orders!" Delicious. The lead singer of Creed is getting kicked out of the Gainesville Denny's. Cast arm boy obviously doesn't want our fun to be over so quickly, so he sweet talks the cop and gets him to rescind his ejection. Creedy keeps walking around, trying to find the girl he talked to in the airport bar, feverishly running to the back to get better cell phone reception and then moving back to the front to try to find her. Of course, the girl has stopped answering her phone now and the Denny's partrons are just watching Creed walk around looking desperately horny. And the best part is watching the other people as they notice who this guy is. "Hey, that's the Creed guy!" they all say as he walks past them. Then, 5 seconds later and as soon as he's out of earshot: "Wait, who cares? Creed sucks!" This is seriously the reaction of every table that I hear as he walks by. So sad, for him. Oh, and the dude is like 5'6". I'm not joking. When he walked by, he was at least (AT LEAST) 3 inches shorter than me. Midget. Now there are about 12 people who know about what's going on. And like the rats in Muppets Take Manhattan who run around under the tables at that fancy restuarant spreading the buzz that Manhattan Melodies is going to be a smash hit show, we start spreading the ruse that has been pulled on Creed. Soon, most of the tables and the wait staff is informed of what's going on. "Pathetic!" is the most common reaction. To keep him there as long as possible, groups of girls keep going over to him and flirting and trying to find out what he's doing in Gainesville. Cast arm boy even printed out Scott Stapp's headshot and goes over to ask him to sign it. You'd think that would be an obvious sign that he was being tricked, but apparently Creed is cocky enough to think that people regularly carry around his photograph everywhere like it's an American Express card. Jeanine, perfect brilliant girl she is, ran over to the juke box to see if it happened to have a Creed song on it. Unfortunately, it didn't. Or maybe fortunately. For if "Arms Wide Open" began playing as he was running around the Denny's, I probably would've soiled myself laughing. At the end of the night, we convince Jeanine to go ask to take a picture with Creed by saying it was her birthday (it was, only 4 days earlier). When she goes to get the picture, all 12 of us who are in on the joke jump in the photo. Unfortunately, the person taking the picture couldn't work the flash, so it just looks like a mess of clumpy dark blobs. But I know that one girl took a bunch of pictures of Creed running around the Denny's-- mostly of the back of his head-- and I want them. If anyone knows where to get these, let me know. So that was my last night in Gainesville. Creed eventually got back in his car and drove home to Orlando, having unsuccessfully found his pussy for the night. What a sad sad man. Super douche. funny but VERY immature...sounds like people have a hell of a lot of time on their hands.. | |
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prettymansson said: roundables said: Stapp has had a rough year. Did anybody see this gem from earlier in the yr?
Lead Singer of Creed Gets Punk'd Friday, July 29. My last night in Gainesville. I've had my party and said my goodbyes to most of my friends. One group actually didn't make it to the party, but were possibly still coming, and instead of having them walk into an empty house (literally-- no furniture) devoid of people, I went over to their place. So I'm saying goodbye to pals Jeanine and Heather. They have a few friends over to their place and are already stoned and drunk, seemingly ready for bed quite soon. I hear mumbling in the other room of some kids leaving soon because they have to go see Scott Stapp. My pop culture radar is not currently on, so I'm missing the reference. Instead, I think they're just talking about a friend who's driving in from out of town. But they're quite adamant about seeing Scott. "I'm fucking walking to Denny's to see Scott if I have to, I don't care if no one else goes!" one kid says. So I'm curious and ask one of the guys what's going on. He tells me the background story: Apparently, one of their friends met Scott Stapp (who, because I find no problem with conflation, will for the rest of the story be referred to as "Creed") at an airport bar and the girl pretended to be interested. At the end of their conversation, he asked for her number and because she was going to Amsterdam, she gave Creed her friend's number instead. The girl then calls her friend and warns her that Creed might be calling her sometime in the future for a hook-up. Which he does. Friday night. He flew into Orlando and gave the girl a call. The girl, thrilled at the prospect of making Creed look like an idiot, plays along. "You should drive up to Gainesville tonight to see me!" she says. Creed, because his star has fallen quite a bit recently (if you hadn't noticed) eagerly accepts the offer to drive 2 hours to get some pussy. I guess the groupies aren't lining up outside the airport like they used to. I heard through the grapevine that night that Creed had actually kicked Scott Stapp out of their band. I don't know if this is true or not as no one on the Internet has any stories about it. But I googled him recently and found out that his solo career isn't taking off nearly like he expected, despite being the first released single off the Passion of the Christ Songs CD-- songs inspired by the movie. Mel Gibson hand picked him for a special screening, and he wrote a song after he was so personally affected by the movie. Douche. Anyway, so the guy who was so spiritually affected by The Passion of the Christ is now hightailing it to Gainesville to tag a piece of ass he met in an airport bar. And he's having his ghettotastic hootchie skanky Jersey girl sleaze of a sister drive him. Yes, Creed is making his sister drive him to the Gainesville Denny's for a booty call. So this group from the party makes it over to Denny's, strategically choosing places all around the Denny's so that we can watch what goes down. It's 3am on a Friday, so of course the place is packed with drunk kids getting out of the bars, who have no idea what they're about to be in for. Jeanine, Heather, and I all have prime seating-- we're directly next to the booth with the girl who has been talking to Creed, as well as her 5 friends who are all in on the joke and have been planning extra embarrassing things to do to him. The girl who is keeping track of him via cell phone convos lets me know that Creed has been in fine form so far tonight. Here is how one of the conversations went: Creed: "Do you have an acoustic guitar with you in Gainesville?" Her: "Um, yeah." Creed: "Good, maybe you can help me write my new hit single!" Me, after hearing the story: "I applaud your ability not to vomit at that." Now we're convinced he's on his way. We hear the countdown from the table next to us: "He's in Micanopy!" "He's passing UF!" "He's pulling into the parking lot!" The excitement is killing me. And then he enters. Creed steps into the Gainesville Denny's, wearing a wife beater and slick running pants, desperately trying to find his hookup. My life is complete. The girl who's been talking on the phone with Creed has a friend who recently broke his arm. So as soon as Creedy walks in, he screams, "Oh my god! You're Scott Stapp! You're my favorite singer ever! Sign my cast!" Creed, probably even himself realizing how sucky it is to be the (former) lead singer of Creed, denies it. "I get that a lot... I just look like him. I'm not him." HA! Then the Denny's cop comes over: "Both of you, outta here! No screaming in Denny's! Manager's orders!" Delicious. The lead singer of Creed is getting kicked out of the Gainesville Denny's. Cast arm boy obviously doesn't want our fun to be over so quickly, so he sweet talks the cop and gets him to rescind his ejection. Creedy keeps walking around, trying to find the girl he talked to in the airport bar, feverishly running to the back to get better cell phone reception and then moving back to the front to try to find her. Of course, the girl has stopped answering her phone now and the Denny's partrons are just watching Creed walk around looking desperately horny. And the best part is watching the other people as they notice who this guy is. "Hey, that's the Creed guy!" they all say as he walks past them. Then, 5 seconds later and as soon as he's out of earshot: "Wait, who cares? Creed sucks!" This is seriously the reaction of every table that I hear as he walks by. So sad, for him. Oh, and the dude is like 5'6". I'm not joking. When he walked by, he was at least (AT LEAST) 3 inches shorter than me. Midget. Now there are about 12 people who know about what's going on. And like the rats in Muppets Take Manhattan who run around under the tables at that fancy restuarant spreading the buzz that Manhattan Melodies is going to be a smash hit show, we start spreading the ruse that has been pulled on Creed. Soon, most of the tables and the wait staff is informed of what's going on. "Pathetic!" is the most common reaction. To keep him there as long as possible, groups of girls keep going over to him and flirting and trying to find out what he's doing in Gainesville. Cast arm boy even printed out Scott Stapp's headshot and goes over to ask him to sign it. You'd think that would be an obvious sign that he was being tricked, but apparently Creed is cocky enough to think that people regularly carry around his photograph everywhere like it's an American Express card. Jeanine, perfect brilliant girl she is, ran over to the juke box to see if it happened to have a Creed song on it. Unfortunately, it didn't. Or maybe fortunately. For if "Arms Wide Open" began playing as he was running around the Denny's, I probably would've soiled myself laughing. At the end of the night, we convince Jeanine to go ask to take a picture with Creed by saying it was her birthday (it was, only 4 days earlier). When she goes to get the picture, all 12 of us who are in on the joke jump in the photo. Unfortunately, the person taking the picture couldn't work the flash, so it just looks like a mess of clumpy dark blobs. But I know that one girl took a bunch of pictures of Creed running around the Denny's-- mostly of the back of his head-- and I want them. If anyone knows where to get these, let me know. So that was my last night in Gainesville. Creed eventually got back in his car and drove home to Orlando, having unsuccessfully found his pussy for the night. What a sad sad man. Super douche. funny but VERY immature...sounds like people have a hell of a lot of time on their hands.. ----- Not funny just dumb and immature. Which is pretty typical of young people these days. To much time on their hands. If you don't like Creed or Scott (who has a rep for being a jerk) fine but, don't act like anything else coming out right now is any better (music wise). | |
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laurarichardson said: prettymansson said: funny but VERY immature...sounds like people have a hell of a lot of time on their hands.. ----- Not funny just dumb and immature. Which is pretty typical of young people these days. To much time on their hands. If you don't like Creed or Scott (who has a rep for being a jerk) fine but, don't act like anything else coming out right now is any better (music wise). i was trying to be mild in my judgement...your feelings are mine as well... | |
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prettymansson said: laurarichardson said: ----- Not funny just dumb and immature. Which is pretty typical of young people these days. To much time on their hands. If you don't like Creed or Scott (who has a rep for being a jerk) fine but, don't act like anything else coming out right now is any better (music wise). i was trying to be mild in my judgement...your feelings are mine as well... I can think of a ton of people making better music than Scott Stapp. | |
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Wasn't he supposed to be down w/ the Lawd? This guy's an ass | |
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roundables said: prettymansson said: i was trying to be mild in my judgement...your feelings are mine as well... I can think of a ton of people making better music than Scott Stapp. ----- That is your opinion and once again even if this kids don't like his music since when is trying to hook up with a chick a crime. (LOL) The whole thing was stupid. | |
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laurarichardson said: roundables said: I can think of a ton of people making better music than Scott Stapp. ----- That is your opinion and once again even if this kids don't like his music since when is trying to hook up with a chick a crime. (LOL) The whole thing was stupid. I didn't condone what those kids did. I do think it's funny that he went to all that effort for a chick he met at the airport. I do think it's funny that he went trolling an IHOP for a hookup. And, you're right it's my opinion that there are tons of people making better music than Stapp. Just like it's YOUR opinion that there's nothing out there better than Stapp's music. | |
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roundables said: prettymansson said: i was trying to be mild in my judgement...your feelings are mine as well... I can think of a ton of people making better music than Scott Stapp. I'll go further. I can't think of anyone making worse music than Scott Stapp, other than maybe Ricky Martin and the Backstreet Boys. Feel free to join in the Prince Album Poll 2018! Let'a celebrate his legacy by counting down the most beloved Prince albums, as decided by you! | |
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Well, everyone can make fun of Stapp, and I don't exactly blame you, but there is one fact being overlooked: it sounds like he took out the entire friggin' band! Shit, is Stapp like a kung fu motherfraker or something? I mean, these guys are claiming he just came in and kicked their asses for no reason (although, security says they jumped him). I mean, is he that much of a bad-ass? And, if that ridiculous teenage prank described above is true, then he's tiny to boot!
So, this short, washed-up, drunken dude took out all of 311? I gotta have some respect for him if he managed to pull that off. Do not hurry yourself in your spirit to become offended, for the taking of offense is what rests in the bosom of the stupid ones. (Ecclesiastes 7:9) | |
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Christopher said: meltwithu said: But Stapp later came into the Harbor Court Hotel bar while Sexton and band mates Doug "SA" Martinez and "P-Nut" were watching basketball on television. He stepped in front of the screen and said, "311, I am ready to fight," according to Sexton. i remember when he fought fred durst or some shit.this guy is a mess...did anyone ever see the behind the music when he was with creed? He fought Durst? See, that's ANOTHER reason to give him props, as Durst is a douche. Do not hurry yourself in your spirit to become offended, for the taking of offense is what rests in the bosom of the stupid ones. (Ecclesiastes 7:9) | |
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roundables said: laurarichardson said: ----- That is your opinion and once again even if this kids don't like his music since when is trying to hook up with a chick a crime. (LOL) The whole thing was stupid. I didn't condone what those kids did. I do think it's funny that he went to all that effort for a chick he met at the airport. I do think it's funny that he went trolling an IHOP for a hookup. And, you're right it's my opinion that there are tons of people making better music than Stapp. Just like it's YOUR opinion that there's nothing out there better than Stapp's music. ----- No, you must like Mr.Stapp's music since you seem pretty obsessed with bring it up. I never said he was all that. He is just not doing anything worst than the Hillary Duff, Lindsay Lohan or Kid Rock (LOL) As far as him following this chick to the IHOP. Sounds like hetrosexual behavior to me. Sorry every dude in the music industry is not gay. | |
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laurarichardson said: roundables said: I didn't condone what those kids did. I do think it's funny that he went to all that effort for a chick he met at the airport. I do think it's funny that he went trolling an IHOP for a hookup. And, you're right it's my opinion that there are tons of people making better music than Stapp. Just like it's YOUR opinion that there's nothing out there better than Stapp's music. ----- No, you must like Mr.Stapp's music since you seem pretty obsessed with bring it up. I never said he was all that. He is just not doing anything worst than the Hillary Duff, Lindsay Lohan or Kid Rock (LOL) As far as him following this chick to the IHOP. Sounds like hetrosexual behavior to me. Sorry every dude in the music industry is not gay. I'm confused now. Was somebody calling his sexuality into question? theAudience said: Let's see. Scott Stapp has just released a solo album to what appears to be underwhelming interest.
Might someone need a little press? Could be. He's gotta generate some interest somehow! | |
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