“Mike Scott has a permanent spiritual sparkle in his eyes. And out of this sparkle, he transmits a kind of punk mysticism. That mysticism in his music is what makes Scott stand apart from many others in his line of work. You know he isn't faking it. This isn't, to paraphrase Donald Trump, fake music of the soul. He means it and as such, it means something to the listener. The Whole Of The Moon ("I pictured a rainbow/ You held it in your hands... I spoke about wings/ You just flew") is on a par, in my humble view, with Bob Dylan, or Leonard Cohen, or Patti Smith. If in 1985, Rolling Stone magazine called him "the new poet laureate of rock 'n' roll", imagine the magic journey his creativity has brought him 33 years later; imagine where he is now.”