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[balmofgilead]

Certain radio shows make me feel sad--weepy and empty.  It's bizarre, to be sure. Over the years it's been [ungoogleable but it existed, I swear] Sunday Rounds with John Stupak, Michael Feldman's Whad'Ya Know?, sometimes-but-not-always A Prairie Home Companion, and now The Tavis Smiley Show  as well.

I was going to say "inexplicably sad," but I think I'm pretty sure of the common denominator now:  they're all broadcast on Sundays in the early evening.  Well, not A Prairie Home Companion anymore, not 'round here, which is probably why it doesn't evoke the same feelings in me.  At first I thought it was that the radio shows were broadcast from cold climates and that I could sort of hear the coldness in people's voices and demeanors, but I've never felt that sad listening to This American Life (Chicago) or Car Talk (Boston). And the Tavis Smiley show is produced in LA, for fuck's sake.  It's not cold there. 

I guess I can't keep blaming it on the radio.  Sunday nights just suck, and I'm not sure why.  It's partly the feeling of lost potential, of a weekend gone, but I can't imagine that's all there is to it.