Firstly, can I say that this review is in no way influenced by the death threats I received after reviewing Sammy's LP recently. OK, on with the review. Oh yeah, great. It doesn't sound a bit like Pinky and Perky meets Shakin' Stevens and don't you just love people who keep their talent up their T-shirts? Yeah, of course you do, don't we all? There, will that be OK? (Andy Strickland, Record Mirror, August 30, 1986)
Lamentable. Sam Fox wearing lace gloves, on a motorbike, singing a sort of naffo naffo "Crazy Little Thing Called Love". Perhaps the Frankie idea of canines on Kawasakis singing "Rage Hard" isn't so ludicrous after all. (Paul Simper, No 1, August 30, 1986)
A Sam Fox record without (brackets in the title)! I've always wanted to review one of her records, shame it had to be this one. After the brilliant heavy rock piss-take that was "Do Ya Do Ya Do Ya", this one falls a title flat (Are we talking about the same Sam Fox? - Ed). A standard country rockin' affair which leaves the listener in no doubt that whatever attributes Ms Fox might possess, a singing voice isn't one of them. (Pat Thomas, No 1, September 6, 1986)
Samantha, dear, dearest, sweetums. There is only one Shakin' Stevens and it is not you. Your attempt to try a spot of rock'n'roll here is little short of an absolute disgrace. Your voice is unpleasantly squeaky, and posing as a Bonnie Tyler motorcycle vixen on the record sleeve is not going to make things any better. I never ever want to hear this record again. (William Shaw, Smash Hits, September 24, 1986)
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