It all started with an idea for a coffee, and i just kept going ’til morning. See you soon. I’ll show you my new merch products at our zoom meeting, I hope you can make it there! Continue reading
Danny Marino Mystery – Man Who Wasn’t Dead
THE MAN WHO WASN’T DEAD
A Danny Marino Mystery
By E.J. Gold
Danny Marino was sitting in his office on a Wednesday afternoon, trying to decide whether he could afford lunch, when a man walked in and offered him fifty dollars. The man was about sixty, well dressed, with a narrow face and the sort of carefully maintained mustache that suggested he had plenty of time in the mornings. His suit was dark gray, his shoes were polished, and he carried a black umbrella despite the clear weather. Continue reading
another evening song search
Once again I have devoted an entire evening to video searches and song searches. Continue reading
one, three, nine – 139
I did it again, spent the whole night finding good tracks to play for you this morning! Continue reading
another dj morning!
That’s right, another dj morning at KGOD, the station that makes it. I’ve found a number of early songs that you might like. Hope to see you on zoom! Continue reading
I’ll be doing DJ this morning
I spent the night as the KGOD Radio Program Director, going over some of my earlier songs from two years ago up to one year ago, and I think you’ll be amazed at the subject matter. The lyrics could be written today.
The way radio shows used to operate was the program director would select the songs, the DJ was responsible for patter, intros and outros, commercials and call-ins.
kiss me you mamaluke — a danny marino mystery
KISS ME, YOU MAMALUKE
A Danny Marino Mystery — by E.J. Gold
Danny Marino had been in love twice in his life. Both times it had cost him money, and neither time had he gotten a receipt.
He was sitting in the back room of the Downtown Athletic & Bridge Club, watching Nicky Bellomo eat a corned beef sandwich, when Tony Spada looked up from his racing form. Continue reading
Dead Man’s Lunch – a Danny Marino Mystery
THE DEAD MAN’S LUNCH
A DANNY MARINO MYSTERY
“Marino, I need you to find out why a dead man keeps ordering lunch.”
Danny looked at Tony Spada, who was sitting in the corner. Not eating, not drinking, just sitting. He was a compact, well-dressed man in his middle fifties, with iron-gray hair and the quiet authority of someone clearly accustomed to being obeyed. Exactly what he did for a living was something Danny had never been foolish enough to ask. Continue reading
chapter 24 — the ransom
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
THE RANSOM
Danny Marino was beginning to understand that getting rid of something was not the same as knowing where it went.
He was at home when he thought of this.
Home, in Danny’s case, was the second floor of an old warehouse in the meatpacking district, not far from Washington Street.
The place had once been used for storing cheese.
It had not stored cheese for a very long time.
It still smelled like cheese. Continue reading
chapter twenty-three — twenty nickels
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
TWENTY NICKELS
Danny Marino had never thought of an umbrella as threatening. He was beginning to reconsider.
The man was half a block behind him. Danny crossed Seventh Avenue. The man crossed Seventh Avenue. Continue reading