I saw Disturbed at OzzFest 2000 in St. Louis back when they still wheeled Draiman out on on a shipping dolly in a straight jacket. I'm not the biggest metal fan, but I liked Disturbed and Incubus and have a truckload of respect for Ozzy surviving, being Ozzy; even if he was really difficult to watch as early as 2000.
My mom asked me about the concert when my best friend and I got back and said she wanted to hear the bands I liked. So I played some of
Down with the Sickness and she hated it. Told me she wasn't in the mood for so much darkness.
So fast forward 24 is years, my precious little ball of chaos has entered teenage years and introduces grand-mommy to 'her' music
, after a litany of Swift, Broadway show-tunes, some indy girl-pop, then she drops Disturbed's cover of Sound of Silence. Which my mom said, "Is really really good but too dark." To which my kid replied, "Have you met your son?"
So my mom tells her the story of teaching Simon and Garfunkel in junior high literature class in 1968 and getting angry calls from parents about teaching evil hippy music in class. Then she listens to more Disturbed with my kid and calls me the next day to tell me that after 24 years she's changed her mind about Disturbed, old and new its "pretty darn good."
So yeah, that's my favorite version of Sound of Silence, one of the few where I'll say the cover is better than the original, see also Cash: Hurt even Reznor said it wasn't his song anymore.