Critical Reception
| Professional ratings | |
|---|---|
| Review scores | |
| Source | Rating |
| Allmusic | |
| Chicago Tribune | favorable |
Allmusic.com stated "An early-'80s album that managed to climb into the Top 40, thanks to the success of Quiet Riot's versions of "Cum On Feel the Noize" and "Mama Weer All Crazee Now." On Keep Your Hands Off My Power Supply, Slade shows that they are still the masters of loud, trashy hard rock."
Upon release, American major daily newspaper Chicago Tribune wrote "A lot of people probably thought Slade had broken up. Stomp-rock kings in the early '70s, their fame faded fast as the '80s approached. But the band has been plugging away ever since its formation in the '60s and - with a single, "Run Runaway," now on the charts and heading for the Top 40 - Slade might have a shot at star status again. Part of the band's resurgence might be credited to the current heavy metal boom. While most of Slade's music isn't really heavy metal, it has some affinities. The band's sledgehammer style is akin to the intensity of metal attacks, and one of Slade's earlier songs, "Cum on Feel the Noize," became a big hit for Quiet Riot last year. Slade's approach is often a shade more melodic, though, and not given as frequently to rave-up guitar assaults. But that's almost splitting hairs. The two styles are certainly in the same camp. It's all loud, aggressive music, and new Slade numbers such as "Slam the Hammer Down" should satisfy even the most demanding metal-head."
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