I have been incredibly lucky to have had so many people I’ve loved be part of my life. I mean “incredibly” literally. It feels absurd to think about how lucky I have been. I’ve used lots of The Impulse Powers music and writing to help me reflect on that amazing luck as closely as possible.

Some of these people have taught me things, or picked me up, or shocked or scared or calmed me. Writing as The Impulse Powers lets me honour what those people have given me (even though I know most of the people I’m talking about will never be aware that they are part of this group).

It’s not all epic love stories, by the way. Lots of the relationships that have stayed with me for years are actually pretty fleeting. Sitting with a friend of a friend, having one close-shouted conversation, through on and off strobe lights in some sweaty club. Watching a musician singing something shockingly vulnerable to me, a total stranger that they can hardly even see. Even as transient as people-watching the city around me, while I walk.

I couldn’t be comfortable, happy, maybe even safe, without these people, and I’ve tried to tell (and sometimes extrapolate) their stories as a kind of tribute to what they have meant to me.  

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Some things I’ve made from tracing roots…