The wood grain. The brushed metal finish. The amber light that illuminates the clock dial. I liked the size, the style, and I liked how the knobs and dials felt. The thrift store provides an outlet for trying the electrical goods. --click-- And the sound comes on gradually. --click-- It fades to silence. My stations tune in clearly. And do you see where that volume is set? I've never had it up past two.
I've been living with this radio for a few weeks now, and it's opened my eyes to things I'd have missed if I'd been plugged into an mp3 player. I just listen--and take things as they come.