"This LA two-piece do 50's-influenced spook-electro, with sparse keyboards building atmospheres pregnant with dread and desire, while Isabelle Albuquerque croons nightmare-logic lyrics, one minute a victim, the next a femme fatale. 'Miles Away' is Kraftwerk stuck on the Lost Highway, a spectral noir with an ungraspable story line, while 'Humanize' could be the ghost of The Shangri-Las. All these songs twist and turn and fuck with your head, especialy when they turn into pop tunes, as with 'Even So' which could be Kylie if it didn't keep dodging choruses. But 'Suffering' discombobulates most. After an album of Suicide-isms, it sounds like Soft Cell doing Grease and a fitting end to an inventive, darkly addictive album. 8/10"
- NME

"Some way out there next level shit... painting vivid and vibrant aural pictures." - In Flight At Night

"Their phenomenal debut LP seamlessly embraces avant-pop, classical/electronic minimalism, and club/dance music transforming it into something captivating, beautiful, and otherworldly strange" - URB Magazine

"...a mood masterclass" - Pop Musicology

"...a melodic Suicide" - Big Stereo

"Hecuba opens your eyes, literary and emotionally...this uncategorizable band belongs to museums, to happenings, to clubs, and to theaters; it is familiar as the past but takes you into the future." - LA Weekly

"Given the minimalistic electronic and piano arrangements here that frequently place Albuquerque and Beasley's duetted vocals in the foreground, it's perhaps easy to see why Philip Glass comparisons have been made in relation to Hecuba, but in this case 'Paradise' sees the duo pursuing a classic pop path that runs directly from the classic FM likes of The Carpenters and The Cars, right through to more contemporary RNB and artists on the periphery of the dance scene such as Roison Murphy." - Cyclic Defrost