I may do the occasional daytime show, but by and large I wait until the sun goes down. Â I like to work blue, after all.
But I don’t like the bright lights. Â I’d rather find the lamp that keeps the room shadowy or light some candles to keep everything in motion and just a little bit fuzzy.
It must be the way I learned to love radio, holding that little box tight under the sheets in my dark room with just that little light to remind me that I wasn’t dreaming about all the goodness there with me. Â I took notes even so I’d remember every bit of what was in that bed with me.
So enjoy this archive in whatever light level suits you. Â You’ll know what to do.