When I was living in Detroit, Sunday night meant listening to Big Sonic Heaven with Darren Ravell. Big Sonic Heaven was always on late (9-12?). I listened to it when it was dark and the weekend is almost over. I will always remind me of driving from the airport from weekend visits when Mike and I lived 650 miles apart. I was either sad to be dropping him off or to be returning home from a nice visit. It always matched my melancholy mood. Since Big Sonic Heaven is kaput, we have a new Sunday night tradition. I know I mentioned it here one time, but it was a long time ago. We always end up listening to the "Big Broadcast" on one of the local NPR stations. We are usually driving in the dark from my in-law's house (since we tend to visit on Sunday nights)when we hear it. It is Old Timey music (to borrow from Old Brother, Where Art Thou?) that is played by a really anal retentive DJ. The DJ is funny 'cause he loves to give all the stats on the songs he played. He likes to mention when he last played the song (often that can stretch back 20 years!). It just occurred to me tonight that the 2 shows have a common quality. One is ethereal and lost in time, but so is the Big Broadcast. You hear distant voices (sometimes thinly) reaching from the past. I suppose that is a reason why I like it too. I like to guess how the song will go. Many of the lyrics tend to be somewhat predictable.
http://www.wfuv.org/programs/bigbroadcast.html
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