title:
gouédé oussou - nothing matters
label:
gibbon envy recordings
format:

cd

release date:
24.09.07
cat. no.:
ger01
tracks:
it crawls inside me (cheju remix)
reviews:  
"gouede oussou's 'nothing matters' has drum machine beats that remind me of big black and some late 80's post industrial acts front 242, cop shoot cop, kmfdm, ministry etc. it's kinda like techno/ ebm/ industrial with lots of samples and occasional guitars. 15 tracks plus remixes from cheju, karhide, terminal cheesecake, living tissue and puff tube. cheeky cartoon cover of some demon type creature pulling an other demon type creatures pee-thing." - norman records, 10.07
"continuing with the increasing amount of new material that i’ve been listening to lately in order to squeeze in as much as possible before years end leads me to this new record by gouédé oussou called nothing matters. the album vaults itself into the territory of late 80’s/early 90’s noise-punk and industrial, to which has consistently found itself falling further into obscurity so it’s both interesting and very refreshing to hear an album like nothing matters these days. the late part of the 80’s and early 90’s saw great bands like godflesh, terminal cheesecake, head of david, cop shoot cop, and a ton of others all sort of emerge with a noisier and abrasive take on industrial music, giving it a bit of a metal flair whilst still reveling in the trashy cold sensibilities that made it so wonderful in the first place. gouédé oussou has created a record in nothing matters that draws a lot of influence from this time period and kudos to them for doing so. full on with schizophrenic beats and loads of samples to boot; the disc rips through twenty tracks (five of which are remixes) that drench themselves in a hollow distant slow burn of distortion while jumping back and forth between countless eerie vocal tracks and samples that blend in very nicely with the overall vibe of the disc. in fact, one of the many highlights of the disc is a cover of john carpenter’s theme for assault on precinct 13, which is a perfect choice as carpenter’s compositions for his movies were fairly chilling in a heartless/lifeless sort of way as it was. as i mentioned before, the disc contains five remixes done by terminal cheesecake, cheju, karhide, living tissue, and puff tube filling out a full twenty tracks that clocks in at about 80 minutes worth of psychotic noise. for those interested in picking this disc up, you can do so by heading over to gibbon envy recordings or it’s available through cd baby for those that prefer that method. either way, definitely pick this up if you dig the tunes above, much more where that came from." - built on a weak spot, 11.07
 

"out of the industrial fires forged by cabaret voltaire, chrome, this heat, psychic tv and countless others comes gouédé oussou with songs of despair, outrage and pure seething malevolence. the unabashed nihilism of songs like “jinx killer,” “black wax” and “deathblow” remind one of throbbing gristle’s chilling, apocalyptic masterpiece heathen earth, though with a decidedly pop edge not unlike skinny puppy. consider the following lyrics: “in the streets i lead the children, smiling and happy to the razor man/carefully he eases off their faces to add to his range of child masks/in the streets the children dance, for years they’ve been waiting, and now at last/now they’re happy, for every child has a wet dripping red halloween mask.” urban horror and cynical depravity always make psychotic bedfellows in any industrial rock worth the name. musically, nothing matters features pounding, driving drum machines, sinister distorted vocals and a barrage of electronics that rain nuclear fury down upon the listener like radioactive manna from the skies. in addition to the aforementioned tracks, “human cuisine,” “bring Me the Head of gouédé oussou” and “eyeball mazacca” are particularly aggressive, unnerving and guaranteed to inflict permanent brain damage if listened to on a daily basis. the five additional remixes by various groups (cheju, karhide, terminal cheesecake, living tissue and puff tube) give nothing matters an almost collaborative feel; all inflict even more sonic damage on the original tracks and consequently on your already bleeding ears. suffice to say, nothing matters is neither for the faint of heart nor for the sleight of brain." - aural innovations, 01.08