Wish I could have heard it.
Great now you got me in the mood for some beer and music. I wont be getting any work done now!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-pO6yg9KBGU
What brings you back to your early playing days?
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Wish I could have heard it.
Great now you got me in the mood for some beer and music. I wont be getting any work done now!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-pO6yg9KBGU
We built this city on rock and roll.......
Everytime this song plays I think back to the day. The day that when i went to a tourny it was who was going to take second.
The players all knew who would probably take first.
This song was played allot on the juke box back then and I loved it when I was playing pool.
It's kind of like the Rocky theme song for boxers..........That's what this song was to me playing pool...........
Everytime this song plays I think back to the day. The day that when i went to a tourny it was who was going to take second.
The players all knew who would probably take first.
This song was played allot on the juke box back then and I loved it when I was playing pool.
It's kind of like the Rocky theme song for boxers..........That's what this song was to me playing pool...........
Music, especially Unchained Melody. Everyone in the room always wanted it on as loud as possible.
Tom, I know how old you are. What brings you back to your pool roots is horses clopping on the street outside and the house boy lighting the gas lights at night
This brings me back to the Cue and Cushion in Spannaway,Wa.I started playing there in 96.It was the beginning of what has become a lifelong love of the game.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNdagpIgItw
The place has long since closed and the former owner won't be talked out of retirement.Just a great mix of bar and pool room.The personalities,the great players who hustled there,I will never forget.I likely dropped 30k there before I learned how to match up but the memories are priceless.
-"One of these days i'm going to change my evil ways.......one of these days".
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNdagpIgItw
The place has long since closed and the former owner won't be talked out of retirement.Just a great mix of bar and pool room.The personalities,the great players who hustled there,I will never forget.I likely dropped 30k there before I learned how to match up but the memories are priceless.
-"One of these days i'm going to change my evil ways.......one of these days".
I went to Shaw High School and was at Shaw Lanes in East Cleveland the day it opened. The other lanes were at Severance Center in Cleveland Hts. They had white AMF tables since it was an AMF facility. I had heard of Northfield Lanes, but never had a chance to visit. East Cleveland is now one of the worst sections in Cleveland, and I'd imagine Shaw Lanes went to Hell with the rest of the area. Been to Euclid lately? It makes you wanna cry!!
Sadly most all the old places I played at back in the 80's are closed. I spent countless hours at Valwood Bowling lanes (had 3 9 footers!), JR Pockets on Walnut Hill, and a couple other places. Man I miss those days. Now I have to drive an hour to find a place with decent tables...
any time i walk into a tourny early in the morning and it has the smell of old stale cigarette smoke it reminds me of the pool hall i grew up in. upstairs above an old department store, dimly lit and smoky with old creeky hardwood floors. the sound of racking the balls in an old wooden rack. and any time im in a place shooting a game with an old set of centennials that are yellowed.
also, there was one fire company that would allow me to shoot with my dad as long as they werent busy (they had a 18yrs of age restriction on the table).when i became legal age to shoot the local league after about 5-6 years of not going in there, the first time i walked in there for a match, there were many of the same faces from years past and when it became my turn to shoot and i walked over to the hand chalk still sitting in the same tray, in the same corner of the room, it took me right back to the early days
also, there was one fire company that would allow me to shoot with my dad as long as they werent busy (they had a 18yrs of age restriction on the table).when i became legal age to shoot the local league after about 5-6 years of not going in there, the first time i walked in there for a match, there were many of the same faces from years past and when it became my turn to shoot and i walked over to the hand chalk still sitting in the same tray, in the same corner of the room, it took me right back to the early days
Trash talk.
These days I compete in situations that call for sportsmanship and politeness. When I was first learning to play, we had no need for such grown-up concepts, and the trash talk and the merciless attempts at distraction tactics were a big part of the game. Whenever I play someone I know well enough to verbally abuse (and who will respond in kind) it takes me right back to the golden years.
-Andrew
These days I compete in situations that call for sportsmanship and politeness. When I was first learning to play, we had no need for such grown-up concepts, and the trash talk and the merciless attempts at distraction tactics were a big part of the game. Whenever I play someone I know well enough to verbally abuse (and who will respond in kind) it takes me right back to the golden years.
-Andrew
The very first public place I was allowed into that had a pool table was really more like an arcade of sorts. With a (loud) beat up Rockola in the corner, the mandatory air hockey table, and best of all - pinball machines. The oldschool pinball machines with that beautiful ching-ching-ching scoring sound as the numbered wheels turned...
There was one crappy Gold Crown in the middle of the room, always with quarters lined up on the rail....
But what really takes me back is one particular song that got played all too frequently on that juke box....
It was Bad Company's "Rock N Roll Fantasy "
I really wasnt a huge fan of the song, but, the 45 single (remember those?) was apparently warped badly. So, every 3 or 4 seconds during the whole song, as the warp came back around and hit the needle, the words being sung would slow down badly and then speed back up.
...its all paauurrrrrt....
...of my rooouuuccck n roll fantasy....
lol
it was ridiculously funny, and now every time I hear the song, that old Gold Crown, the beat up Rockola, and the ching-ching-ching-ching are the first thing to pop into my head...
...ahh what a joy it was to be young and care free
There was one crappy Gold Crown in the middle of the room, always with quarters lined up on the rail....
But what really takes me back is one particular song that got played all too frequently on that juke box....
It was Bad Company's "Rock N Roll Fantasy "
I really wasnt a huge fan of the song, but, the 45 single (remember those?) was apparently warped badly. So, every 3 or 4 seconds during the whole song, as the warp came back around and hit the needle, the words being sung would slow down badly and then speed back up.
...its all paauurrrrrt....
...of my rooouuuccck n roll fantasy....
lol
it was ridiculously funny, and now every time I hear the song, that old Gold Crown, the beat up Rockola, and the ching-ching-ching-ching are the first thing to pop into my head...
...ahh what a joy it was to be young and care free
I LOVE me some Bad Company! Also, Anything by the Big Hair bands of the 80's takes me back...
The table we used to play on as kids was in the back room of an old cafe in my [very small] home town, so:
The squeek [and musty smell] of an old wooden floor.
The faint, barely noticeable sounds of intermittent clicking of balls colliding in the background.
The sight of an old jolly fat man behind the counter, dressed all in white, and the smell of food cooking on an old, well seasoned grill.
RG
The squeek [and musty smell] of an old wooden floor.
The faint, barely noticeable sounds of intermittent clicking of balls colliding in the background.
The sight of an old jolly fat man behind the counter, dressed all in white, and the smell of food cooking on an old, well seasoned grill.
RG
Credence Clearwater Revival is another 40% of the soundtrack (other than SRV) that I was trying to remember in my other post. After CCR and SRV, I think we're working with around 20% for anyone else from the bars of my happy, broken childhood
Same here - the sound of the balls falling when somebody shoved the quarter in. Back in my younger days (late 70s) in Amarillo, Texas, we were all cowboys and spent many evenings in the smoke-filled beer joints up and down Amarillo Boulevard. 90% of them had a few beaten up, cigarette-burned bar boxes, and racks full of crooked cues.
Remember when you wanted to "play the winner," and you'd casually stroll past the table and put a quarter on the rail?
We couldn't hit the side of a barn with a cue ball back then, but it didn't matter; it was just being there, with some CW music booming on the juke box and a cold beer in your hand, "shootin' pool" and just killing time until Last Call.
Sometimes you'd get on a roll and win half a dozen games in a row, taking on one "play the winner?" after another. Finally you'd lose and get a break. Then you could sit down, start on a fresh beer, light up a smoke and just relax and watch for a while, before digging a quarter out of your pocket and giving it another go. Ah, those were the days, savoring the sweet wine of youth.
But yeah, sometimes I'll be somewhere and somebody will shove a quarter into a bar box, and it'll all come back.
Remember when you wanted to "play the winner," and you'd casually stroll past the table and put a quarter on the rail?
We couldn't hit the side of a barn with a cue ball back then, but it didn't matter; it was just being there, with some CW music booming on the juke box and a cold beer in your hand, "shootin' pool" and just killing time until Last Call.
Sometimes you'd get on a roll and win half a dozen games in a row, taking on one "play the winner?" after another. Finally you'd lose and get a break. Then you could sit down, start on a fresh beer, light up a smoke and just relax and watch for a while, before digging a quarter out of your pocket and giving it another go. Ah, those were the days, savoring the sweet wine of youth.
But yeah, sometimes I'll be somewhere and somebody will shove a quarter into a bar box, and it'll all come back.
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After the Army..played mostly in beer bars..and in an after-hours all night club.
The song with lyrics...'love the one you're with' played a lot. I did. Mistake. But the pool memory is still a good one.
Oh-another vote for Righteous Brothers pool memories...for a long time I thought they were black guys with those smooth voices. (pre MTV) Figured it out though on American Bandstand w/ Dick Clark.
The phrase- 'think long, think wrong' takes me back to the early days too when the only custom cues I knew of were Tads and Vikings. Didn't have either, had Wallabushkas, but had heard of them.
The song with lyrics...'love the one you're with' played a lot. I did. Mistake. But the pool memory is still a good one.
Oh-another vote for Righteous Brothers pool memories...for a long time I thought they were black guys with those smooth voices. (pre MTV) Figured it out though on American Bandstand w/ Dick Clark.
The phrase- 'think long, think wrong' takes me back to the early days too when the only custom cues I knew of were Tads and Vikings. Didn't have either, had Wallabushkas, but had heard of them.