What brings you back to your early playing days?

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For me, the smell of talcum powder. I can't smell that stuff without thinking of where I first started playing. I'm sure no pool player on earth smells baby powder and thinks "Baby", we all think "Pool Hall".
 
Early Years

The sound of balls releasing on a cheap old quarter box. Brings me back to beating my fathers buddies back when I was 10. I remember winning quite a few Lone Stars for him as a matter of fact. What? Kids in a bar is a totally healthy thing, right?
 
Stevie Ray Vaughn's rendition of Little Wing. That does it every time.

Ah... the guy that worked at my first poolhall LOVED to play the Color of Money sound track, something else that brings up memories and the vibe of that place.
 
The sound of balls releasing on a cheap old quarter box. Brings me back to beating my fathers buddies back when I was 10. I remember winning quite a few Lone Stars for him as a matter of fact. What? Kids in a bar is a totally healthy thing, right?

In Texas sure. Explains a lot about that place... ;):D

There is a bar down the hill from my house that has free pool two days a week, I keep wondering if they'll let my 13 yr old in to play hehe.
 
The satisfying plunk of a ball falling into a gulley pocket. It sounds different than a ball falling into a drop pocket. The sound is deeper and has more presence.

I always liked that sound, even when I could barely hold a cue.
 
It's walking into any pool hall on a lazy sunny afternoon and seeing a few old geezers around a table watching each other play 1 Pocket.

Even more so when light comes in from the open front door, highlighting dust motes in the air.
 
Stevie Ray Vaughn's rendition of Little Wing. That does it every time.

I wondered why you seemed like such a great guy :grin:

For me it's Texas Flood or Tell Me, but to each his own.

My "takes me back" is only 18 months ago so there ain't much "back" there.
 
The 70's

PHP:
In Texas sure. Explains a lot about that place... 

There is a bar down the hill from my house that has free pool two days a week, I keep wondering if they'll let my 13 yr old in to play hehe

Hey, it was the 70's in Houston. Have you ever seen Urban Cowboy? They wouldnt make us leave until the sun went down.

Someone mentioned Stevie Ray and in the 80's at Erics in Austin that was required listening every third song.
 
At the hall, one bar box Diamond with a wooden rack. The sound of balls being racked with a wood rack does it every time.

Its almost like the rack is a musical instrument. When you are loading the balls in and they carom off the sides of the rack, it makes different tones.
 
Stevie Ray Vaughn's rendition of Little Wing. That does it every time.

Wow, me too. Our room owner loved that track and played it all the time. He also frequently played hotel california, and you'd often hear 'into the mystic' too.

One song that only got played at my local hall, in the early days, but I never hear it anymore:
King of the Road.
Takes me right back.

Also, the cougar emblem on the metal corner of a valley bar table, the sound of pills in a cheap brown plastic shaker (nobody does the pill games anymore), and any room that has dusty VHS tapes sitting in a glass display cabinet.
 
When ever I get hung with 'no shot', I remember what my Dad told me when I was in my teens.

He said, 'there's always a shot...you just have to find it'.

Sometimes, I almost enjoy getting hung up because it reminds me of my Dad & I get to shoot 'a shot' as soon as I find it.

Regards,
 
Nostalgia

Wow, me too. Our room owner loved that track and played it all the time. He also frequently played hotel california, and you'd often hear 'into the mystic' too.

One song that only got played at my local hall, in the early days, but I never hear it anymore:
King of the Road.
Takes me right back.


Also, the cougar emblem on the metal corner of a valley bar table, the sound of pills in a cheap brown plastic shaker (nobody does the pill games anymore), and any room that has dusty VHS tapes sitting in a glass display cabinet.

CreeDo,
You nailed it for me. What takes me back is the slow ball return of a ball dropping, then running slowly into the ball tray. When I played Dad, that was music to my ears! :D He would also play "King of the road" one of his favorites. sometimes I'd be a smart-ass and put this one on for him...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZfYFx6MOTYU :grin:
 
Flynn's

When I was a kid the first room I played in was a place named Flynn's. The owner was a fifty ish fat bald guy Bill Flynn he always had a cigar hanging out of the corner of his mouth, and that was the first thing that hit you when you walked in that heavy cigar smoke. To this day when I smell cigar smoke the game of Pool rushes in.
 
I wondered why you seemed like such a great guy :grin:

For me it's Texas Flood or Tell Me, but to each his own.

My "takes me back" is only 18 months ago so there ain't much "back" there.

Yep, Texas flood was one of my favorite too, and life by the drop, and when the house is a rockin, and lenny and.......:D
 
before i was legal

taking my girlfriend into a beer bar with $2.00 in my pocket. buying us each a beer and putting a quarter on the table for a challange, now i'm down to $1.25. we play on a crappy bar box, using crooked cues with slip on tips. if i win we drink for free, if i lose we go home early, we closed the place many times. not that i could play, i just knew WHO to play.
 
a time machine?! anyone got one?
My earliest memories of shooting pool were all Grandpa related...
Grandpa has been gone for almost 30 years, and Grandma moved out of that house at least 20 years ago. Only thing EVER playing on the radio when playing pool was Jack Buck's voice and the glorious sounds coming over the airwaves from Busch Stadium in St. Louis; so no songs relate....
I guess I occasionally will feel a little nostalgic when I here the "thump" of a full table bank hit at pocket speed (think 1P), and finally hear the ball fall into the pocket what seems like minutes later...:thumbup: :cool:

thanks to the OP for making me really think about it, I was kinda bummed thinking that nothing "brings me back".
 
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