Shake Magazine (1987)
Stock, Aitken and Waterman grant their instant-number-one touch yet again to this single but I prefer the girls - singing-on-the-bus-home vocals to their jittery electronic production. It's hardly Aerosmith but it does possess a certain rustic charm.

New Musical Express (1987)
(Joint review with The Hunters Club "Animal Lover")
Can we get these people together? Is it possible? Gormless, septic metal grunge versus gormless, septic, fluffytuft pop, both bereft of all things that still make pop records feel needed. I've got it. Get them all in a room to hum John Coltrane's "Ascension" (the one that sounds like cats being trampled on) with Bamber Gascoigne providing the necessary dread at the controls. Why? Because it's there. Thats why.

Smash Hits Magazine (1987)
Some might scoff because the 'Nanas don't exactly make deep and meaningful records (whatever they are), they're not the most proficient dancers (well, not everyone can move like Terence Trent D'Arby) but the simple fact remains - Bananarama make the most insanely catchy pop records imaginable and , you can dance to 'em and, they've got an impossinly cute member (Keren) and, this song is no exception (especially those bursts of fake trumpet sounds) and Love In The First Degree is so bright, cheery, and downright enjoyable that it earns the coveted title of Single Of The Fortnight.