A review by Paul Simon in the Morning Star.
‘This is a magnificent, messy book. Or rather it is a magnificent book about the messy degeneration of high ideals and good music. Dominated by the three Ms of Marx, Mao and Mac – Fleetwood Mac, that is – Wilson oscillates between the West Germany of the later ’60s and the Britain of some 20 years later. The two are linked by a degenerated and conflicted German agent provocateur.
He is partly responsible for various ultra-leftist bomb attacks and is being sought out by his erstwhile handlers as the Berlin Wall falls and ultra-rightists celebrate the demise of “real existing socialism.”
Wilson articulates a Federal Republic that is intolerant of dissent, arrogant in its own righteousness and full of brutal coppers, secret or otherwise, who hark back affectionately to a disciplinarian past. He does the same for Thatcherite Britain.’
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