While other bands race to get gig after gig to attract possible career-breaking record deals, Creed simply stuck around Tallahassee, playing for the local audience in every venue.
Scott Stapp’s unique baritone voice drew the crowd in, from far and wide, pinning the band’s greatest hits years before the group signed their first record deal with a label.
Stapp standing in the foreground, serenading listeners, moved mountains of hearts.
These guys were bound for greatness, but somehow Creed’s career went the other way.