Ohioan NPR is to Pennsylvanian NPR as your friend's mom's cooking is to your own mom's cooking.
Because radio entertainment in Ohio was in such dire straits, I took to 88.5 FM, National Public Radio, if I wanted to listen to broadcast radio. Besides the nerve-twisting hours of opera on weekends, they had some pretty good stuff if you don't mind listening to people talk about things that aren't all that interesting. What strikes me though is how soothing the voice talent is. They all speak very eloquently, even as they're telling a bad joke, and beyond good speech, there is the odd evening where something very interesting is on. "All Things Considered" takes the listener to the most unremarkable places on the face of the earth, and shines light on someone or somesuch that sometimes offers something new. One episode had the journalist talking with an old man who collects rare and out of print records from the time when records were first on the market. You could hear the old man shuffling around in his daudy low-ceiling basement, as the journalist described everything to you, from the smell of the air to the spectacle of 500,000 records stacked wall to wall. I dig that kind of stuff.
Getting back to my analogy about home cooking, there are few differences between Ohioan NPR and the PA NPR that I now listen to. Like mom's cooking compared to some other mom's cooking, you know it's still food and it doesn't taste bad or anything. It's just different, and you would prefer what you grew up with. The one single thing that I liked better in Ohio was NPR. They were just...slightly...different.
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OHIO NPR 4 LIFE -- REPRESENT!
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