This Song is For You!
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I could put together a playlist of nothing but Waylon to play pool to.
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Biloxi Boy
Man With A Golden Arm
All Purpose: Willie Nelson's "Stardust".
A good friend of mine, one of Maryland's best at one time, Michael "Geese" Gerace would smile every single time "Still the Same" by Bob Segar came on the juke box.
Something about the words rang true for Geese:
You always won every time you placed a bet
You're still damn good, no one's gotten to you yet
Every time they were sure they had you caught
You were quicker than they thought
You'd just turn your back and walk
Black and white photo credit: Taxi. Geese used to brag how he was third in the word when he came in third at Johnston City, but his real forte was one-pocket and engaging in games of stake from coast to coast. I miss him.
A photo Geese and I took at King's Dominion in Virginia while on the road. I wanted to hold the rifle, but Geese got his way.
Something about the words rang true for Geese:
You always won every time you placed a bet
You're still damn good, no one's gotten to you yet
Every time they were sure they had you caught
You were quicker than they thought
You'd just turn your back and walk
RIP, Geese!Black and white photo credit: Taxi. Geese used to brag how he was third in the word when he came in third at Johnston City, but his real forte was one-pocket and engaging in games of stake from coast to coast. I miss him.
A photo Geese and I took at King's Dominion in Virginia while on the road. I wanted to hold the rifle, but Geese got his way.
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I try not to start thinking about the ones gone too soon. The list is long. Not surprising at my age now but the list has been long for decades.
This is one that I usually translated as "man on the run" Good background music for playing but there were only a few songs that put a bounce in my step. I can't remember them now. "Maggie May" was another good background song. Late sixties to mid-seventies rock, mo-town, country from early seventies to back before I was born, never been real picky about music. Of course some things I simply declare not music.
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Born to Run
Bruce Springsteen
The Old Jaybird
Well-known member
said it before, but The Green Room in Tucker, GA, played all blues and R&B music, low and provided a great "soundtrack" for shooting pool.
How did this slip by me?
No instrumentals huh? I’ll let that slide for now, but that’s some bullspit.
What was your criteria? You wanna bebop around the table with confidence? I have always been a little bit of a spazz so I’m looking to keep my spit tight.
Solid compromise, shout out Gonzo:
That old scratch he tried to purchase this soul. That don’t confront me, cuz I’m never in the need of a payroll heck yeah!
No instrumentals huh? I’ll let that slide for now, but that’s some bullspit.
What was your criteria? You wanna bebop around the table with confidence? I have always been a little bit of a spazz so I’m looking to keep my spit tight.
Solid compromise, shout out Gonzo:
That old scratch he tried to purchase this soul. That don’t confront me, cuz I’m never in the need of a payroll heck yeah!
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That is the jam. I always start the “well I went home with a waitress the way I always do,” with my wife. “Oh really?” Her nodding smile belies bad intentions.
I love the part where he talks about being an innocent bystander who’s down on his luck. This might make the OP picture something, so maybe should stop.
You’re dawg gone right that you can go to any high-school in America and find a kid wearing a Jimi Hendrix shirt: In the middle of July it’s gotta be “Long Hot Summer Night.” (My best friend used to have and the telephone keeps on ringing! as his answering machine message)
As a Browns fan I’ve always been partial to Mr. Krinkle:
I do mean to sound calloused, “ May Art Modell rot in hell.”
I’ve always listened when you say something, but you’re really putting a strain on my good intentions.
I’m trying to put myself in Your shoes…
Okay. You’re from New Jersey, and have memories, blah blah.
I’ll just say it. Bruce Springsteen isn’t even fit to sniff Bob Seger’s jock strap.
It’s a fact. May God strike me down.
I’m still typin’. Springsteen sounds like he has marbles in his mouth and how stupid are the lyrics, “strap your hands cross my engines.” DUMB.
Bruce Springsteen SUCKS!
Used to have a fire with my best friend every weekend. He was a rough framer and I laid block. We were 18 and I remember thinking about what 20 years down the road would look like. That verse is almost a decade past.
Reflect on this:
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Creepy stuff. If that came on while I was trying to beat someone, Id listen to the song instead.
