If you can imagine a troupe of rampaging Apache Indians whooping, yelping and doing an Irish Reel then you'll roughly have the feel of this. It's infinitely hummable, quite irresistible and even has very nice cover. (Lola Borg, Smash Hits, July 2, 1986)
Perky, everything-but-the-kitchen-sink mix of pop styles, culminating in some very positive HM chording. Tumbled along by some cute military style drumming, this is cynical and clever - clever enough to win plenty of airplay. (Jim Reid, Record Mirror, June 28, 1986)
How very, very disappointing. One expected something better than this after the wonderfully original "What's The Colour Of Money?", but this is hopelessly average. Sure enough it rocks along at a fair old pace, and there's definitely a bit of a 'riff'' in there, but apart from lots of people chanting No more all the time like there was no tomorrow, nothing actually happens. Tush! (William Shaw, Smash Hits, September 24, 1986)
Don't expect "What's The Colour Of Money?" - look forward to something far better. This is more up-tempo, has a better variation of sounds and proves that Hollywood Beyond are in no danger of being one hit wonders. Mark Rogers may be the most outspoken man this side of Dirty Den, but this is the evidence that he has a right to be. 4/5 (Anna Martin, No 1, September 13, 1986)
I loved "What's The Colour Of Money?" but this is a distinctly off-colour follow-up. Sounds more like a Eurythmics record. More brashness, more gawkiness. Immediately. (Lesley O'Toole, Record Mirror, September 13, 1986)
Just too nice and polished. I like that son of bassline but this should have been much tougher. Wasn't bad enough where it should have been. Never edges its way above mediocrity. (Skin [of Hipsway], Record Mirror, September 13, 1986)
