I do almost everything differently at night. Which is to say less that I drive a different route home at night than I do when I leave in the morning (which is true - I still haven’t figured out which is really quicker) than that the senses work differently.
For the sense of sight, this should […]
It’s an uphill battle explaining that Kerry and I aren’t the Radio Sweethearts mentioned above. Those Sweethearts are Bob Garfield, Brooke Gladstone, and The Love That Dare Not Speak Its Name.
That said, we’ve grown to love the title. Okay, we’re sweethearts. Okay, we run a blog about the radio. It may as well be us.
But […]
My old Boy Scout troop had a bus - a big old school bus painted tan like a Boy Scout uniform, retrofitted to store camping equipment, and with some extra lighting.
I have a very specific memory of Clay, Joseph and I being left on board while our fathers went to talk.
(I can’t imagine that being […]
The first car I remember riding in was a huge Oldsmobile Cutlass, probably from 1978, and its radio had this classic-looking dial, all zinc and backlit with two dull yellow lights - the kind of radio you would more naturally associate with a ‘52 Chevy and its huge red and white tailfins than with a […]
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Sad News Day Two: If the BPP can’t make it, how can the rest of us?
Good morning, everybody.
So yesterday, the Bryant Park Project got canceled. I’m sure you heard about that. If you’re just joining us and are wanting to hurl a few pebbles at the NPR Goliath, go here.
Yesterday morning, I heard that BPP was canceled via their Twitter feed and fired off a rather spiteful post after […]