"They might get angry with me for recommending this one. That’s how amazingly courageous the author is. Wendy is a professor at the New England School of Law in Boston. Served as a visiting scholar at Harvard Law School as a former Massachusetts Prosecutor who specialized in child abuse and sex crimes. She certainly does not aspire to climb the ladder of worldly success – such as to become a supreme court judge one day, since she dares to name all the judges in this book who have wronged in their profession. I got a little scared recommending this book myself. But her fight for mandatory sentencing laws for child sex offenders has been very successful in all fifty States in United States. It also gives credit to the American public which truly care for the issue. And why the blurbs all call her Wendy, instead of Ms. Murphy? Maybe she is fortunate to be a woman so they all want to call her by her first name!"

"This is a perfect record, It's heart on sleeve music, which is absolutely what I wanted to try to make on my album. Brazil is a very important place for me in terms of its music and culture; it's the first place I lived in where I felt I got pulled out of a bubble, and had to stand on my feet in a different culture to mine, and Jorge Ben is one of its greatest figures. He was so important in the bossa nova era, and a pivotal person in tropicalia – Caetano Veloso and Gilberto Gil looked up to him like a brother, as he was older. There's so much in that country's art that's about richness and magic, like the writing of Gabriel Garcia Marquez, as well. In many parts of England, you have to pretend to down nine pints to get into that frame of mind. That's probably why other cultures appeal to me."

"In 1968 I came to England and stayed at the Inverness Court Hotel in Bayswater. I bought a little hifi - hifi? Lofi! - in an electronics store, and bought Beggars Banquet and The White Album, and listened to them on acid. American acid. Then we went to the Roundhouse and took the guy we bought the turntable from and we never saw him again. American drugs and British drugs were different. Like the difference between American weed and the stuff you had here, mixed with tobacco, Smoke American weed and it was "Cuckoo!" - you're on the frickin' moon. Our acid was LSD from Owsley, the real stuff, and we brought it over. We were eating it like candy. And that's what we gave the to the guy who sold us the turntable. The Stones were the greatest rock'n'roll band ever. They were smart rebels, and you can't make up the stories about Keith, they're too good. They're the blueprint for every band there is."