In an age when the Internet search engine wields great power, choosing
a title like Revelations is no small risk for Audioslave. A
Google search for “Revelations” initially brings up references
to “The Book of Revelation,” the chapter of the Bible that
describes the end of the world. You won’t find scriptural verse
in Audioslave’s Revelations, but you will find a soaring
testament to the redemptive power of rock and soul. Audioslave most
likely intends the title to refer to the definition that means “newly
revealed information,” and on that front Revelations stands
as a flaming bush atop the mount.
If Audioslave initially was stitched together as something of an alternative
rock Frankenstein—a renown singer joins a renown singerless-band—this
monster now has a life of its own and Revelations puts that
history into back-story. This album is full of experimentation and fresh
direction, while at the same time it exudes the kind of poise that could
only come from pedigreed-veterans of stadium tours. Not all of Revelations easily
fits into the alternative rock pigeonhole, as several songs experiment
with rhythmic change-ups. Some of the singing is soulful, there are
songs that are funky, and others that are anthematic, though it all
adds up to a powerhouse rock record.
Though Audioslave have only been a unit for five years, and Revelations is
just their third album, this is the work of a band more mature than
that short span might indicate. The full Audioslave history, of course,
goes back two decades and embraces two family trees. One begins in the
nascent days of the early Seattle music scene of the mid-eighties when
singer Chris Cornell was a high school kid fronting a cutting-edge group
called Soundgarden. Cornell played with Soundgarden for more than a
dozen years, and they produced five studio albums and several EPs before
they broke up in 1997. A 2003 MTV poll ranked Cornell as one of the
greatest vocalists in music — just behind Michael Jackson and
ahead of Eminem.
In 2001 producer Rick Rubin suggested that Cornell consider hooking
up with Rage Against the Machine, who had lost their lead singer the
previous year. Rage had their own storied past, and over the course
of four albums they had proven that a popular rock band could operate
with a powerful political message at its center. They are the only band
to ever have shut down the New York Stock Exchange (they were filming
a Michael Moore-directed video and the brokers feared there would be
a riot). Their 1996 self-titled debut was a watershed album, and one
that challenged the complacency of the music industry and of hard rock
at the time. Over the course of four albums, Rage established a reputation
as the thinking fan’s hard rock band.
The pairing of Cornell with Rage’s guitarist Tom Morello, bassist
Tim Commerford, and drummer Brad Wilk, proved to be something just short
of genius, and Audioslave was formed. When the foursome first went into
the studio in May 2001, they wrote 21 songs in 19 days. Audioslave,
their debut album released on November 19, 2002, went on to sell five
million copies worldwide. The band’s first single, “Cochise,” was
followed by “Like a Stone,” and “Show Me How to Live,” all
featuring a sound that is at once huge, but also intimate. That seems
be one of Audioslave’s gifts: Their songs are filled with enough
huge hooks to rock a stadium, but there is also a subtle magic to their
sound can’t easily be charted.
Some of that is the wizardry of guitarist Tom Morello, who may be the
only Harvard-educated rocker to have ever stood naked on stage at Lollapalooza
(in a 1993 protest against censorship). On Revelations he expands
his always-innovative runs with a style that is both brainy and heartfelt.
Morello is himself no stranger to best-of polls: Rolling Stone ranked
him twenty-sixth in their list of the 100 greatest guitarists of all-time.
That honor looks more impressive when one observes that he was ranked
just behind Freddy King, and ahead of Buddy Guy, and that Morello was
one of the youngest players honored.
Commerford and Wilk also spread out on Revelations, particularly
on “Broken City” and “Original Fire,” heretofore
unexplored uptempo avenues for Audioslave. As Morello recently told
one interviewer, “Tim and Brad are just a ferociously funky rhythm
section.” But make no mistake that Revelations is a unmistakably
a rock album, with ferocity being the element that ties the twelve songs
together. “If you want your ass kicked, you’ve come to the
right place,” Morello warns.
Brendan O’Brien, whose history with Audioslave and its members
stretches back years, produced Revelations. O’Brien mixed
Audioslave’s last album, 2005’s Out of Exile, and
mixed Soundgarden’s 1994 disc, Superunknown, plus he
produced two of Rage Against the Machine’s albums, Evil Empire and The
Battle of Los Angeles. Sessions for Revelations lasted
just five weeks as most of the songs had been previously honed in live
performance.
In 2005, Audioslave released their second album, Out of Exile which
debuted at No. 1 on the charts, and went on to sell over two million
copies worldwide. Out of Exile spawned several singles including
the smash “Doesn’t Remind Me.”
Audioslave’s last official release was a DVD of their historic
2005 concert in Havana, the first time an American rock band had played
a show in Cuba. For musicians who have always made social activism an
important part of their life, on and offstage, Revelations also
represents a more overtly politic Audioslave, particularly on the song “Wide
Awake.” This scathing condemnation of the Bush administration’s
failures may tie together the heart and soul of Revelations.
Using the kind of dark imagery that truly suggests the end of days,
Cornell rails against a leader who is “trading lives for oil as
if the whole world was blind.” With the power of Morello’s
guitar, and the driving beat set by Wilk and Commerford, Cornell roars, “I
find you guilty of a crime of sleeping at a time when you should have
been wide awake.” It is a chorus that could have come straight
out of “The Book of Revelation,” and one that we can only
hope is not an apocalyptic prophesy.
— Charles R. Cross