The Toy Dolls - She Goes To Finos (Volume)

More Geordie jokiness from the intensely irritating Toy Dolls whose heavyhanded sense of humour and cod punk doesn't extend far beyond wearing out the welcome of banal rifling and silly voices. Anyone who likes this must have had their pilot light blown out at a very early age. (Max Bell, No 1, March 30, 1985)

The Toy Dolls - James Bond (Lives Down Our Street) (Volume)

This record is so ridiculous I couldn't help but smile. Although the singer sounds like Minnie Mouse and the jokes wear thin fairly fast (yes, a note of cynicism has crept in - but I'm just thinking of my reputation), at the end of the day, who cares? Lines like "My name is Bond, James Bond/My hair is blond/dyed blond" never did anyone any harm. For juvenile delinquents everywhere. (Ursula Kenny, No 1, September 28, 1985)

Q. Is it remotely possible that the Toy Dolls could release a record even more excruciatingly awful than "Nellie The Elephant"? A. Yes. (Lesley O'Toole, Record Mirror, October 5, 1985)