Gravel-voiced androgynous Vancouver musician distinguished by his ability to discover and cover the musical equivalent of absolute neutral. Adams illustrates what Canadian culture will be like if it becomes wholly defined by the marketplace: Joe Cocker without drugs, alcohol or demons, management by middle-aged guys who think lunch with Tina Turner is a religious experience, rock ‘n’ roll for chartered accountants and mutual fund managers. It promises a vast middle ground swept by background voice and violins plus a base that stretches from our fingertips to eternity yet is without perceptible highs or lows.