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    VOICES CARRY: SERJ TANKIAN STEPS BEYOND SYSTEM OF A DOWN TO 'ELECT THE DEAD'
    By Steve Appleford

    LA City Beat, CA
    Nov 1 2007

    Photo by Steve Appleford
    ~ Singer-elect: Tankian is about to scream ~

    The howl catches me by surprise. It is a raw and terrifying sound,
    a windy Darth Vader wheeze of horror, suggesting intense rage or
    madness or worse, and it's erupting right now from the smiling face
    of Serj Tankian. He is sitting inches away from me, in a dark little
    room upstairs at the House of Blues, and behind him stands a carving
    of the elephant deity Ganesha, the Hindu patron of arts and sciences,
    of intellect and wisdom. It is peaceful here. And our conversation
    has been typically pleasant. Until I ask about his metallic howl,
    and he quickly demonstrates, with no warning at all. And I'm actually
    startled by it.

    It's a common vocal affectation in the metal world, very often
    overused, obliterating any subtler shades of emotion and meaning as
    a more direct route to some imagined inferno at hell's seventh circle.

    For Tankian, it's just "a trick," he says, a small piece of a broader
    repertoire that has made him perhaps the finest hard-rock singer of
    his generation, and certainly one of the most powerful and compelling
    voices in pop music. As the main voice for System of a Down, he
    could be as wild and unpredictable as the music, shifting from
    melodic croon to nattering diatribe, at times playful, passionate,
    or intensely political.

    Much of that range (sans the howl) can be heard on his new solo album,
    Elect the Dead, the first project to emerge from System's current,
    open-ended hiatus. The sound is a familiar one from Tankian: loud,
    melodic, epic, an anxious mix of Gypsy swing with brooding electronics
    and big guitars, mostly played by Tankian himself. It begins with
    "Empty Walls," as Tankian rails, "Don't you see the bodies burning?" He
    sings of "poets gone wild" amid swirling piano and orchestral waves
    of guitar on the charged "Honking Antelope," which imagines a world
    upside down, beginning with hunters strapped to the hoods of pickups
    driven by big game.

    A few of the songs date back a few years, but most were written
    specifically for Elect the Dead, usually beginning as quieter tunes
    on piano or acoustic guitar. Recording began by October 2006. "When
    I started putting in more instruments, I said 'Whoa! This sounds like
    this is going to be a rock record. How weird!'"

    You will find the album classified as "metal" on your iTunes chart,
    a likely holdover from his SOAD identity, but it is a bit misleading.

    Extremes can be difficult to classify. Most recently, Tankian has found
    great inspiration in the work of the great female jazz singers - Nina
    Simone, Billie Holiday, and others - for "singing that's completely
    relaxed, completely effortless." He hopes his next album will better
    reflect his interests in jazz and classical composition, with horns,
    strings, and the entire world beyond loud guitars. But his late
    discovery of metal, sometime in his early 20s, was a key part of the
    fuel that sent Tankian deep into a life of music, walking away from
    a successful business career and plans to become a lawyer.

    "I was always into revolutionary music," Tankian says now. "I was
    always into music that talked about freedom and expression and fighting
    hypocrisy. Metal and rock tended to have those aspects accentuated with
    a lot of oomph. Not all metal and rock, but they had that character
    to them even if the lyrics weren't about those things.

    It is a great form of expression."

    Back in July, Tankian was still at work on Elect the Dead at his home
    studio deep in the foothills just north of Los Angeles. The room was
    cozy but crowded. Guitars and keyboards were stacked everywhere, the
    floor scattered with cables and effects pedals, and a vintage Ronald
    Reagan puppet slumped nearby with a detached head. As he played back
    a few of the songs in progress, he said, "The excitement that I've
    had making this was like the first System record. I woke up every
    day and I couldn't fucking wait to get in here. Every day."

    His partners in SOAD are also busy: guitarist Daron Malakian and
    drummer John Dolmayan are at work on their first album as Scars
    on Broadway; and bassist Shavo Odadjian is busy directing videos
    and recording an album with Wu Tang's RZA. Ask Tankian about the
    status and future of System of a Down, and he's upbeat and vaguely
    noncommittal. "We're doing our own things right now," Tankian explains
    with a smile. "The door's open, we're all friends. There's no reason
    to think that it won't happen. There's no reason to think that it
    will happen. It's all our choice."

    As he has been with that band, and on his own, Tankian remains
    politically engaged and on alert. His own activism began while a
    business student at Cal State Northridge, where he was involved in
    the campus Armenian students group, pushing for official recognition
    of the Armenian genocide, when 1.5 million were killed by Turkish
    forces between 1915 and 1923. More recently, he and Tom Morello
    of Rage Against the Machine founded Axis of Justice, a political
    activism resource focused on current affairs and the usual crimes
    against humanity: war, poverty, injustice, etc.

    "Everything in my life is inspiring, from the personal to the
    macro," Tankian says of the ideas behind his new music. "I read
    about what's going on in the world on a daily basis almost like a
    hobby. Anything that happens, I get bullet reports from all over
    the world. But it's not just that. It's also a personal thing. I
    think the world is sometimes reflective of our personal melancholy,
    of our personal grievances, or our personal state of being lost or
    unconsciousness. I do believe that everything is connected. I have
    no choice but to believe that the micro is the macro is the micro is
    the macro. I'm influenced by the small things on a daily life basis,
    and I'm influenced by the grander things, whether it's the war, the
    unjust occupation, ecological disasters happening around the world,
    the whole vibe of the times, the religious fervor, where are we going,
    the Mayan calendar, apocalyptic visions, you fucking name it."

    Back at the House of Blues on Halloween weekend, Tankian arrives
    onstage with a band he's calling the FCC (for "Flying Cunts of
    Chaos," no doubt a taunting jab at the other FCC). He is a smiling
    ringmaster in a white coat and top hat, presiding over an audience
    of costumed characters: ghouls and escaped cons, kittens and sexy
    devils, an Egyptian pharaoh and a guy in a red backwards baseball cap,
    Fred Durst-style. (Is that a costume?) One fan up front seems to be
    dressed up like Tankian himself, with a dark Zappa-esque mustache
    and elegant threads.

    The first song is "The Unthinking Majority," which explodes with
    slabs of anxious guitar and playful piano melodies, as Tankian stands
    wailing and crooning, eyes closed or bulging. He sometimes picks up a
    guitar or sits at the upright piano tonight, but he's mostly focused
    on being a frontman, connecting with his audience.

    When he arrives at a cover of the Dead Kennedys' punk classic "Holiday
    in Cambodia," Tankian adopts the original's Jello Biafra warble,
    and the mosh pit rips open. Durst guy and a rainbow-haired clown are
    tumbling inside of it, pushing, shoving, going nuts.

    The night is nearly done. But before Tankian and the band make their
    exit, they sign off with the Beatles' "Girl," a beloved mid-'60s pop
    tune of bitter romance and regret. It's sped-up but recognizable,
    until the very end. Tankian closes the tune by suddenly howling the
    final chorus of "Girl! Girl!" like a mad messenger for Beelzebub,
    twisting the pop nugget into a horror show Lennon & McCartney never
    predicted. It is a musical moment horrible and hilarious, over the
    top and strangely on target. Fans are stunned. So much the better.

    http://www.lacitybeat.com/article.php?id= 6425&IssueNum=230
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