Latest album ‘Fatalists’ ****4 Star review in Uncut, Feb 2011
‘Fine, broody album from former Bad Seed plus collaborators. The much travelled Race again brings his varied sense of atmosphere and backdrop to enhance the complex emotional states presented in these songs’.
UNCUT **** UK | February 2011
“Whilst the solo work of Nick Cave, Mick Harvey, Rowland S. Howard and Hugo Race all share aesthetic and aural similarities, they are also highly individual works from unique and creative figures. Here (Fatalists), one truly appreciates the fact that Race has perhaps created the opus which will define his long career.”
Denise Granse ‘Fatalists’ Review | Drum Media | Sydney | Feb 2011
‘(Fatalists) is arguably an appropriate description for Race’s music in its various forms and guises; frequently dark, often confronting… Race sits on the windowsill outside the dominant culture, offering regularly astute, and occasionally bleak, assesments of matters emotional and cultural… invigorating as it is intense’
Beat | January 2011 | Melbourne
‘This is the culmination of a long and strange journey for Race, who started musical life in the Melbourne post-punk scene. There’s a soiled intensity about this album – both sweeping beauty and true grit.’
UNCUT (UK) | January 2010 | 4 stars | David Stubbs
‘Hugo Race’s ‘ Fatalists’. An atmosphere combining a David Lynch film with a Cormac McCarthy novel…’
- Lost Highways, | Naples, Italy link
‘This album is a strong achievement in Hugo’s long career. His career is diverse and with every album you know the journey won't end like the last one you took with him.’
Mark Ireland – thedwarf.com.au, Feb 2011, link
Race is dreamlike and metaphysical in the face of reality, using a poetic narrative drawn from the intangible. Without the shadow of a doubt this record is in the top titles of my playlist for this year.’
- Freakout | Italy link, 2011
‘Hugo has released an avalanche of records, changed labels, changed musical styles, countries and post codes. His music is a constant work-in-progress; records based in the old blues mixed with a thousand experiments, electronica and dirty riffs. Discs that evoke dark atmospheres, like hard boiled crime-noir novels, where Hugo’s voice is deep and hard as rock. Discs capable of subverting traditions like very few can do, but never lacking respect. Records, in the end, that ferociously refute the logic of marketing, whose only objective is to continue his journey onwards.’
Blow Up (Rome) Marco Sideri | Dec 2010 |
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