An E.J. Gold Musical Production
There was a brief period in the history of popular music when absolutely anything seemed possible. Continue reading
She’s young. She’s glamorous. She’s got a terrific voice. And she’s about to tell you everything that’s wrong with Washington, D.C.
But don’t worry. She’s going to make it sound wonderful. Continue reading
Tired of the same old Christmas songs? So are the turnips.
E.J. Gold presents A Very Wobbly Christmas, a collection of ten outrageously funny holiday songs featuring hairy turnips, runaway Christmas puddings, twelve incompetent dinner guests, Good King Wobblepants, and other seasonal catastrophes. Continue reading
Why settle for somebody else’s favorites when you can have your own?
Pick the songs you love from my “Early Suno Songs” music collection, and we’ll put together a personalized album just for you! Continue reading
I have planned a little tour through several strange countries and fashions.
Hope to see you there! Continue reading
Once again, I have spent the night arranging a demo, which we’ll have in zoom.
I think you’ll find it very interesting. Continue reading
Once again I have used my work hours to prepare something — a little demonstration that might be of interest to you. Continue reading
Well, once again I spent an entire evening delving into my zazzle store, prosperitypath.
Apart from the fact that it’s a lot of fun making those offerings, it provides me with the impetus to discover unknown facts about my online relics.
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
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