Whether you’re running late for work, scrambling eggs in your underpants for the children, fleeing an angry bull, or all three, “El Matador” is a high energy funky instrumental that has you covered. Written and performed by John J. Goddard, yes, that’s me. All proceeds to benefit the studio upgrade and relocation fund in progress at the time of this writing. After upgrades and relocation, proceeds will fund my appetite for food.
I don’t recall the year 2005 as being particularly enjoyable. I was an angry 30-something with few real successes under my belt, hungry for a change and low on resources. Continue reading “Introducing A Unique New Story Series And A Podcast Re-Launch”
WARNING: This story series contains strong adult language and mature themes, and may not be suitable for all readers. I will not be responsible if you get the vapors. Saturday, 2:00 p.m. – Living three blocks from work afforded me the luxury of sleeping longer and staying out of traffic, but the oppressive heat and…
I was living in Zagreb, in an old working class neighborhood called Kustošija on the west side of town. My apartment was a good 15-minute walk from the transit hub in Črnomerec, where you can hop a tram or bus to just about anywhere in the city. Continue reading “Imperial Roast Pork: Even Better Than It Sounds”