Barnes & Noble
The former Creed frontman may have allowed his ex-bandmates first shot at the listening public with their Alter Bridge project, but he more than makes up for lost time on this solo debut. The Great Divide isn’t a drastic departure from what Stapp served up in his last job -- and since he was, by and large, responsible for shaping Creed’s aesthetic, it’s no surprise. It does, however, find the singer taking things a bit further than he has in a long while, from the heaviness of riff that permeates “Reach Out” and “Fight Song” (two of the songs that address the personal problems that kept him on the sidelines in recent times) to the unvarnished spirituality that marks the title track. Stapp reaffirms his faith -- the foundation of Creed’s earliest work -- again and again on The Great Divide, but he does so in a more considered manner, giving his allegories a vibe that’s more akin to U2 than Jars of Clay. Perhaps more significant, Stapp seems to have come to the realization that not every note has to be shouted from the mountaintop, the dynamics lend a greater sense of poignancy to the more intimate songs (like the piano-driven “Broken”). While this disc is unlikely to change anyone’s opinion of Scott Stapp, the music contained within shows that he’s positioned himself on the right side of The Great Divide.
David Sprague
All Music Guide
On his first album since disbanding Creed in 2004 -- and his first collection of new material since the band's last album, Weathered, in 2001 -- singer/songwriter Scott Stapp strips his music back to its barest essence. Gone are the indulgent arty flourishes, such as a cameo from the Tallahassee Boys Choir, that weighed down Weathered, and all that's left on The Great Divide are layers and layers of heavy, heavy guitars, which support Stapp's guttural declarations of angst and faith. It makes for the hardest, most immediate music he's made since Creed's debut, My Own Prison, but not necessarily the best. Certainly those looking for another "With Arms Wide Open" will be a little disappointed -- there are power ballads here, but with the notable exception of "Surround Me," not only do they lack the dramatic anthemic quality that made that a huge hit, they're given somber, heavy arrangements that appeal only to the portion of his audience that prefers the Scott Stapp who channels Jim Morrison and favors loud, distorted guitars. Since the prog inflections of Weathered didn't suit Stapp's music well -- his lyrics are so earnest he needs music lacking in affectation -- this back-to-basics approach serves him relatively well, even if it inevitably feels like a bit of retreat, as if he were consciously playing to the core of his base in order to guarantee an audience for his solo work. Nevertheless, this plays well on the surface, providing Creed fans with the basic sound that the band drifted away from at the tail end of its career, even if it does leave the lingering feeling that Stapp is trying to sound like Creed on his solo debut instead of embracing the freedom of being a solo artist. Stephen Thomas Erlewine