Herb Pomeroy

The reason I write music is that I feel it’s a vehicle or channel which leads to your true self, your essence.

Jazz is very much alive. Everywhere I go there’s a new generation of musicians playing Jazz music.

It isn’t where you came from, it’s where you’re going that counts.

The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free and good men die like dogs. There’s also a negative side.

A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.

It was when I found out I could make mistakes that I knew I was on to something.

It’s true I’ve always been attracted to the jazz band in an orchestral way, rather than a band way.

Jazz music is an aural souvenir of mankind’s attempt to express the intangible, the heart, the soul, through art.

Music gives us a lot of things and it only wants one thing back… your attention.

I learned to play guitar on my lying back while I was bed-ridden. I only thought to record the songs because sometimes I would I couldn’t remember what I had just done. Eventually I started singing, because I thought if I sang it that would help to remember even more. But I wasn’t trying to sing. And then one day-this is really weird -I just wrote a song. It came out at a rapid rate and I recorded it and I listened back to it and was like ‘Wow, it’s a tune’.

In order to complete your cycle, a musician needs to write; document what is going through your mind and where you are harmonically, theoretically, historically.

I see my body as an instrument, rather than an ornament.

There are no natural barriers. It’s all music.

There’s nobody plays like me and I don’t play like anybody else.

Breathe…. breathe a lot!