The members of Creed are not giving themselves to Jesus, or the devil, for that matter-though a few years ago they came close. “I think I spent $2,500 in the Friction Room,” Stapp says of the VIP lounge at a Miami strip club. “each of us had gotten four grand and we thought we were fucking rich.” Now the checks go straight to the bank, and Creed have come back to earth. “When all of this happened,” Stapp says, “we looked at our idols-people like Led Zeppelin and Van Halen- and we were nothing like that. We were like ‘Are you supposed to be here?’ We’re flip-flops – and T-shirt-wearing, tobacco-dipping, Budweiser drinkers.”

From Rollingstone article: September 1999 issue