Filed under: Comment
So last night, Jill and I listened to the radio.
Who does that?
Well, according to independent radio sales results, quite a lot of people … however in my digitally connected, don’t-want-to-miss-a-thing, attention deficit World, I rarely do – or should I say I rarely did – because after last night, I’m going to make sure I spend a hell of a lot more time doing exactly that.
It’s important to note I’m not talking about podcasts.
Don’t get me wrong, they’re wonderful too, however I’m talking about something where you don’t know what is going to happen … where you don’t know what is going to be talked about … where you don’t know where it is going to go or where it will take you.
Of course it helped that we were listening to things that were both insightful and entertaining, but more than that, radio helped me relax and use my brain at the same time.
With no visuals to distract me, I found myself more focused on what was being said.
Because they’re no images, my imagination had to paint the picture to complete the story.
With only sound as its weapon, the focus was more on the story than on the style.
Radio might be old.
Radio might not be cool.
Radio might not even be – by television and internet standards – popular.
… but it ensures you don’t just hear what is being said, you listen.
Simple. Pure. Intimate.
It’s utterly, utterly lovely.
You should try it some time.
30 Comments so far
Leave a comment