<p>'This book is often Burgess at his racily journalistic best: testy, peppery, pugnacious, swingeingly opinionated. He never minces his words, he is never a half-hearted fence sitter... Needless to say, Burgess at his best is wonderfully entertaining.'<br />
<strong>Michael Glover, <em>The Tablet </em></strong></p>
<p>'This edition is exemplary, offering not only footnotes, but also miniature essays providing context for pieces most of which evaded capture in Burgess's own collection of his journalism.'<br />
<strong>Paul Griffiths, <em>Times Literary Supplement</em></strong></p>
<p>'Whoever at Carcanet had the idea of collecting all of Burgess's writings about music - the editor Paul Phillips himself, I presume - deserves a medal... I don't think I can conceive of a more enjoyable book being published this year, and it's only February.'<br />
<strong>Nicholas Lezard, <em>The Spectator</em></strong></p>
<p>'This is a superb brick of a book, from the cover photo to the index'<br />
<strong><em></em>Dominic Green, </strong><strong><em>The Washington Free Beacon</em></strong></p>