I thought I was trippin, but the post you quoted really isn’t in this thread that I can find.This one gets a different reaction. I can remember hearing it in the pool room for the first time. Was too funny.
I have found that music is only too loud when it's music you don't like...So I'm curious what are some ways you guys handle the loud music from the blaring jukebox at the pool hall? I'm trying ear plugs at the moment anyone else got any other recommendations?
I prefer any music when the other option is hearing stupid conversations from the table next to me. I also read once that the part of our brain that we use to play pool is distracted easily with language, and I have always viewed this as true for me. So again, I think listening to morons flap their gums is more detrimental to my game than listening to Drake or Blake Shelton.So I'm curious what are some ways you guys handle the loud music from the blaring jukebox at the pool hall? I'm trying ear plugs at the moment anyone else got any other recommendations?
Leave!So I'm curious what are some ways you guys handle the loud music from the blaring jukebox at the pool hall? I'm trying ear plugs at the moment anyone else got any other recommendations?
I would never allow the vendor who handled my juke box to put Rap music or any of that garbage on my juke box. Most of the time I put soft rock on my sound system until someone put money in the juke box.One room owner said. Buy ear plugs.
Hahaha
I said.
You want me to wear ear plugs AND spend money here.
Let me know how that works out for ya.
Then on Wednesday nites in Prov. The music (NOISE)
Has an assortment before it kicks into the wonderful sound tracks involving
F*****g, B***h, N****r and the always popular My wet P***y.
Volume thru the roof. The motto is,
You shouldn't be able to hear people talking 1 1/2 tables away, and he's willing to damage your hearing to prove it. Lights turned down to a dark bar room atmosphere. And don't move or say a word while the game is in play. The Director will come over and give your opponent ball in hand. Talk about a power trip.
By a very good Promoter of pool but an Absolute LOW CLASS LOSER in life.
YAYYYYY
Problem is most jukeboxes are not owned by the room owner or bar any more.Leave!
I would never allow the vendor who handled my juke box to put Rap music or any of that garbage on my juke box. Most of the time I put soft rock on my sound system until someone put money in the juke box.
It's Even worse Jay.Leave!
I would never allow the vendor who handled my juke box to put Rap music or any of that garbage on my juke box. Most of the time I put soft rock on my sound system until someone put money in the juke box.
Sounds cool. Oh, to return to those nights, eh?From the bar box badlands of my youth, Pat Benatar, Kansas, Heart, etc., with the meters pegged and table lights shaking, so much smoke pouring out the door into the ninety degree night you'd think the place was on fire. Hotter girls on the hoods in the parking lot. Not my favorite music or mileau, but it was what it was.
A good song to get ya rollin'
Everyday I'm Hustlin' by Rick Ross. If that doesn't put some pep in your step and make you want to run out you may be dead!
*radio edit.
If I have to much Pepsi Zero I can do this song by memory!