How Does Scott Stapp Measure Up to Jim Morrison, Elvis, Reagan, Job, and God Himself?
This week, Sound of the City presents a series of excerpts from Sinner's Creed, the incredible memoir of Creed frontman Scott Stapp. In our first installment, we detailed the spiritual turmoil that defined Stapp's life and music; he was a man pursued by demons, alternately yearning for God's love and rejecting Him bitterly.
But there's more to Scott Stapp than wounded faith -- he's a man shaped by a complex set of influences, both spiritual and worldly. Who are Scott Stapp's heroes? Where does he place himself in the canon of rock? In Scott's own words, we find answers.
Part II: "Like Job, smitten with boils."
A formative influence on young Scott Stapp was his grandfather, a man who taught him that God was brimming with love for His creations. But while Grandpa was a Christian, he was also a lover of that old-time religion. In Grandpa's Native American rituals, Scott found a powerful connection to his warrior roots:
My head spun as we danced in circles, my heart in sync with an ancient rhythm that seemed to emanate from the center of the fire. I was an Indian warrior -- just like the men dancing around the fire. Just like Grandpa. (pg. 7)
Although his love of homegrown spirituality was born around that fire, his love of music flourished in the gospel choir his stepfather took him to. There, he found inspiration in the gushing approval of local ethnics:
Nothing pleased me more than when they would turn to me and say, "Hey, white boy's got some soul!" (pg. 39)
Although White Boy doesn't talk much of politics in Sinner's Creed, he does reveal one hero who blessed him with the finely tuned moral compass that guided him through his troubled life: the Gipper.
My high school years coincided with the Ronald Reagan eighties, a time of moral renewal for a country recovering from the decadence of the sixties and seventies. I respected Reagan. I loved America and took pride in it. I saw myself as someone who could play an important role in this new era of conviction and purpose. And yet . . .
I liked Madonna. (pg. 49)
He'd been a Reagan fan from a young age, but he wanted to be more than the leader of the free world -- he wanted to be the rock star leader of the free world.
I stood up on the bed and made a declaration: "When I grow up, I'm going to be bigger than Elvis and pay all the bills and buy you a fancy house and a fancy car. I'm also going to become president of the United States like President Reagan."
"You can't be both," Mom told me.
"Yes, I can. I'll be Elvis during the week and the president on weekends." (pg. 1)