The Sun Sentinel called the album "dance music as self-referentially playful and goofy as anything the B-52s have ever recorded."[8] Robert Christgau thought that "as members of the international brotherhood of bored middle-class collegians, their specialty is crappy music with a concept."[4]
The Washington Post concluded that "in addition to strolling bass, percolating congas, squawking sax and cooing female back-up vocals, the group incorporates hip-hop tricks into such tracks as 'No Me Pagan'."[9] The Los Angeles Times determined that "sex and American funk are this Venezuelan sextet's obsessions, and they are fused in a cheeky U.S. debut album filled with wacky disco references and quasi-pornographic lyrics."[5]
