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    Concert Review: System of a Down

    Reuters/Hollywood Reporter
    April 25, 2005

    By Tom Roland

    LOS ANGELES (Hollywood Reporter) - The disenfranchised have their own
    franchise: It's called System of a Down.

    Commemorating the 90th anniversary of the Armenian genocide, the Los
    Angeles-based band held its third annual Souls concert Sunday at the
    newly renamed Gibson Amphitheater.

    Proceeds from the $45 tickets were slated for a variety of
    organizations, including Amnesty International, the Darfur Action
    Committee and Genocide-Project.org.

    But this was not a feel-good benefit. It was an exorcism.

    Blending Middle Eastern folk music in a heavy metal, rap-rock package,
    SOAD basically aided its audience in channeling pent-up anger for 95
    minutes.

    "Everybody's coming to the party/Have a real good time," they chanted
    in the opening "B.Y.O.B." -- a phrase that means "Bring your own
    bombs" in SOAD-speak -- and the party ensued with fists in the air,
    rambunctious dances through the aisles and more than one person crowd
    surfing in the mosh pit. By the end of the show, the surfers would
    include guitarist Daron Malakian.

    The frenetic presentation found vocalist Serj Tankian operating as a
    somewhat schizophrenic presence, leading the crowd through blistering
    chants one moment, then segueing into a comically devilish voice in
    the next.

    Pulling not only from the band's past but also from its future -- SOAD
    is releasing the much-anticipated "Mezmerize" album May 17 and the
    related "Hypnotize" in the fall -- the material was laced with
    rapid-fire anthems, machine-gun drumbeats and strange twists on the
    rebellious genre.

    Opera, disco and even George Michael's "Everything She Needs" were
    blended weirdly into the stew, which skewered authority and the most
    comfortable parts of culture with four-letter threats and guttural
    intensity.

    The audience was just as interesting as the band, dotted with walking
    tattoo parlors, chemically altered students, mascara-wearing males and
    one guy who had oddly matched camouflage shorts with emerald green
    sneakers.

    Of course, those bohemians had a hero to emulate, as Malakian -- whose
    long locks and receding hairline slightly recall the Riff Raff
    character in "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" -- performed a goosestep
    across the stage, twirled maniacally with his guitar and threw strange
    "Mr. Roboto"-style voicebox shadings into the proceedings. Truly,
    dweebs have their place in rock 'n' roll.

    There's certainly a point to SOAD and its odd cartel of fans. Shouting
    "Pull the tapeworm out of your ass" in "Needles," threatening sexy
    people in "Kill Rock & Roll" and excoriating the police with the
    mantra "They like to push the weak around" in "Deer Dance," SOAD gave
    voice to the downtrodden.

    System allowed the marginalized a chance to flaunt their contempt for
    anyone who controls their lives, be it schoolyard bullies, negative
    bosses, manipulative parents or arrogant political parties.

    It was never pretty --in fact, the lyrics often devolved into
    gibberish, and the melodies often were downright juvenile. But System
    of a Down has harnessed the anger of an overlooked segment of America.


    http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/nm/20050426/review_nm/review_music_down_dc_1
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