Review
Well, well, well, look what the rock gods dragged in! Creed's "Weathered" is like that friend who shows up to the party looking a bit rough around the edges but still manages to be the life of the shindig. Released in 2001, this bad boy stormed the charts faster than you can say "arms wide open," selling a whopping 887,000 copies in its first week. Talk about making an entrance! It's like the album walked into Billboard's house, plopped down on the couch, and declared, "I live here now." And for eight straight weeks, that's exactly what it did.
Now, let's talk about the music, shall we? With their original bassist pulling a Houdini, guitarist Mark Tremonti decided to wear all the hats - and by hats, I mean he played both guitar and bass. It's like he looked at his instrument and said, "Why choose when you can have both?" The result? A sound that's more intense than your aunt's interrogation about your love life at family gatherings. And don't even get me started on Scott Stapp's vocals. The man decided to explore his lower register, probably looking for the keys he dropped down there or something.
But it's not all sturm und drang, folks. "One Last Breath" and "My Sacrifice" are the kind of tracks that make you want to dramatically lip-sync in front of your mirror while holding a hairbrush. They're emotionally charged, sure, but they're also catchier than the flu in a kindergarten classroom. And let's not forget the album cover - faces carved into a tree. It's like Mount Rushmore decided to go organic. Symbolic? Absolutely. A bit on the nose? Perhaps. But hey, subtlety is overrated when you're selling millions of albums, right? - Chloe
