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veen  ·  535 days ago  ·  link  ·    ·  parent  ·  post: Tokyo subway’s humble duct-tape typographer

I stopped listening somewhere around episode 190. There was this transition from “super nerdy niche things Roman Mars enjoys” into a much more mainstream set of topics by other reporters who were interchangeable. I’d love to be proven wrong, but generally a show that makes a push for a much wider audience doesn’t ever get back.

I will admit I still have a huge soft spot for the earlier Radiolab episodes. They are overproduced to a fault, but it’s in such a way that I get swept away by their stories like almost no other podcast does.

Man, I do miss those kinds of podcasts, the ones that plunge you into some small corner of our amazing world. Closest thing I’m a fan of now is John Green’s The Anthropocene Reviewed, which incidentally was also featured on 99pi recently.

kingmudsy  ·  535 days ago  ·  link  ·  

Truth. Imo they hit their peak right before that, though. Episode 114: Ten Thousand Years is probably my favorite. It's the one where they talk about designing warnings for a nuclear waste dump-site that even stone-age tribes of humans would understand as meaning 'Danger!'

I used to like Radiolab as well, but I can't say I have any particular set of episodes I love. I checked out during an episode on high school debate, and never checked back in.

That sounds interesting, but I've never really been a John Green fan! Is it different than his usual content? If so, I might check it out.

veen  ·  534 days ago  ·  link  ·  

That may have also been the episode I quit Radiolab, funnily enough.

AR strikes for me a very good balance of interesting facts and personal stories. The weight is on the latter, for the better. My favorite episode is the one about Indianapolis / Love at first sight, which is pretty representative of the rest. I like John as a person too much to properly judge if it’s also a good listen for someone who isn’t me, I’ll admit.