Last Chance Texaco

“Men leave, fame fizzles, family breaks your heart . . . but Jones knows a good story and how to tell it." — Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
“Winding and leisurely, as rich and colorful as Jones’s best lyrics. It’s a classically American picaresque tale. . . Jones paints a striking, distinctive self-portrait." — New York Times
“This tender, fierce, intimate memoir is testament that Jones has lived a life as brave . . . and rich as her music — with love, heartbreak, addiction, and magic, sprinkled throughout.” — O, the Oprah Magazine
“Vividly cinematic. . . Sexy and moving and sad.”  — BookForum
“A jaw-dropping youth, and an addictive, funny, eccentric and perceptive memoir.” — Nick Hornby, author of Just Like You
“So remarkably beautifully written, showing [Rickie Lee’s] signature as a songwriter, too.” — NPR
“In this raw and roving life story, Jones depicts a child who recognized her humanity and worth even when others wouldn’t, and a woman whose confidence helped her rise above heroin addiction, music-industry sexism and the traumas of her youth . . . In a book about the past, Jones has no problem moving on. It’s a neat trick.” — Washington Post
“Candid, cosmic, so cool . . . An impassioned and cinematic trip through Jones’s eventful life. I shouldn’t be surprised that Jones manages to carry her originality, intimacy, and volcanic expressiveness into book form.” — Boston Globe
“Terrific . . . The prose is rich and rhythmic, filled with lines that are pithy (‘Rickie Lee is a Frank Capra movie that had been overtaken by Stanley Kubrick’) and poetic (‘childhood traumas leave their dirty footprints on the fresh white snow of our happy-ever-afters’) . . . Jones is as fearless in prose as she is on stage. ” — Minneapolis Star Tribune
“Well-crafted and intensely candid.” — San Diego Union-Tribune
“One of the most compelling memoirs I’ve ever read . . . What really sucks you in, and lifts you up, is the dazzling magic of her prose.” — Please Kill Me
“What makes this a most inspiring memoir is her absorbing storytelling, facility with language (no surprise there) and her fealty to integrity – commerce be damned.” — Mojo