He'd say inconsistent where we'd say experimental. He'd say distracted, not inquisitive. Not artistic, but erratic. Not waving but drowning. But, you'd forgive the boy for an occasional temperament that makes Nick Drake appear eruptively ecstatic. Born of fire into a land of perpetual winter, 20 odd sunless seasons at 57o N, might have taken the shine off A La Fu's bright future but in some ways the absence of it's garish glare has made room for a more contemplative attitude. Not exactly corrupted by the lust for a cheap buck he remains broke but perhaps at least, with his soul intact.
