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“6 YEARS AGO, TOM MORELLO SAID THERE WAS ‘A RECORD’S WORTH’ OF UNRELEASED AUDIOSLAVE SONGS WITH CHRIS CORNELL. TODAY? THEY’RE ‘NO CLOSER’ TO RELEASING THEM.” Somewhere in a studio vault, there are songs nobody’s ever heard — Chris Cornell’s voice on tracks left over from all three Audioslave albums. Tom Morello first confirmed it back in 2019. Leftover songs, some of which he calls “really great.” He promised they’d come out “at some point.” But six years later, that “some point” still hasn’t come. Morello recently admitted there’s no plan, no timeline. “We just don’t have it together,” he said. He wants those songs out in the world. He just can’t make it happen yet. And what makes it harder to sit with — Soundgarden is actually finishing their final album with Cornell’s unreleased vocals right now. Songs he recorded between 2015 and 2017, with producer Terry Date helping the surviving members complete the work. Same voice. But only one band found a way to bring it back.

Tom Morello, Chris Cornell, and the Audioslave Vault That Still Has Not Opened

There are music stories that fade with time, and then there are the ones that seem to grow heavier the longer they sit untouched. The unreleased Audioslave songs featuring Chris Cornell belong to the second category. Six years ago, Tom Morello said there was “a record’s worth” of unheard material from the band’s sessions. He also said some of it was really great, and that it would arrive “at some point.”

Today, that promise still hangs in the air.

In a recent update, Tom Morello made it clear that there is still no real plan and no firm timeline for releasing those songs. His honesty was almost as striking as the original reveal. He wants the music to be heard, but the project remains stalled. As Tom Morello put it, they “just don’t have it together.” For fans, that answer is both reassuring and frustrating. Reassuring, because the material has not been forgotten. Frustrating, because the vault remains closed.

Why the Unreleased Audioslave Songs Matter

Audioslave was more than a side project. It was a rare collision of powerful songwriting and a voice that could turn intensity into something deeply human. Chris Cornell brought an emotional depth that made even the loudest tracks feel personal. If there really are complete or nearly complete songs left from all three Audioslave albums, then the world is sitting on a piece of rock history that still has a heartbeat.

Tom Morello has described some of the leftovers as strong songs, which only adds to the mystery. Fans naturally wonder what they sound like, whether they lean hard and heavy, or whether they reveal a softer side of Chris Cornell that never made it onto the official albums.

Sometimes the hardest part of a lost recording is not that it disappeared, but that it stayed real enough to imagine.

The Emotional Weight of Chris Cornell’s Unreleased Voice

What makes this story especially difficult is the contrast with what is happening in the Soundgarden camp. Soundgarden is now completing its final album using unreleased Chris Cornell vocals, with songs recorded between 2015 and 2017 and producer Terry Date helping finish the work. That means Chris Cornell’s voice is being carefully brought back into the present in one place, while Audioslave’s unreleased material remains in limbo in another.

The same voice. Two very different outcomes.

For listeners, that creates a strange kind of tension. It is not about rivalry or comparison. It is about timing, trust, and the fragile question of who gets to decide when unfinished art is ready to be heard. In one case, the surviving band members and producer found a way forward. In the other, the path is still blocked by logistics, memory, and maybe the emotional weight of the material itself.

A Legacy Still Waiting for Its Next Chapter

No one is pretending this is simple. Releasing unreleased Chris Cornell recordings is never just a business decision. It is a creative and emotional responsibility. That may be why Tom Morello’s recent comments feel so understated. He is not teasing fans or creating false hope. He is admitting that the songs exist, that he values them, and that the final step has not yet been taken.

For now, the Audioslave vault stays sealed. But the story is not over. Somewhere in that unfinished archive are songs that could deepen the band’s legacy and give fans one more chance to hear Chris Cornell in a setting that still matters. Until that day comes, the silence around those tracks says as much as the music itself.

 

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