Luke Lovemore is a singer, songwriter, and guitar obsessor. He wants to share moments with people, the things he felt when writing and recording a song. He spent four years doing bullshit he didn’t love, has nothing to show for it, and it drove him back to the thing he does love. (That’s music, if you’re wondering.)

He came up on a strange mix. Michael Jackson and Eminem in equal measure as a kid. John Mayer and Ben Howard for the guitar and the atmosphere. Prince for the ambition. He doesn’t sound like any of them; he kept whatever the song needed and left the rest.

The guitar just makes sense to him. He’s never been formally trained, he’s still learning the names of the notes, but when he listens to Mayer, SRV, Hendrix, he can hear things and it clicks. He thinks he has partial perfect pitch. He can hear when things are minutely off (even himself, unfortunately). He just wants to be able to put what’s in his brain onto the guitar. He’s like 83% of the way there.

When he first moved to Montreal, he busked the metro, and nobody stopped. He figured he must suck, because if he was good, people would stop and listen. He gets it now, people commuting to work don’t want to deal with anyone. But it got in his head, and it’s part of why he quit. His first time busking in Old Montreal, outside the cathedral, was the complete opposite. People stopped. Took photos, took videos. That felt super good.

Fantasy books help him escape the real world. He has a really vivid imagination. If he closes his eyes, he can almost see the thing he’s imagining. That’s what happens when he writes music. A picture starts forming, the colors, the patterns and textures, and it slowly comes together. He wants people to experience the art he sees when he listens to a song.

Right now: he’s putting together gigs around Montreal, busking Old Montreal (because the metro sucks), and working on his first album. His latest single is called “Stars.”