The Midnight Holler

You weren’t supposed to find this frequency. WHAINT Radio has been broadcasting since 1976 — and somewhere along the way, it got stuck there. Stuck in the dark. Stuck in the trees. Stuck with Jonah, your host for the evening and every evening that came before it and every one that’s coming after. Welcome to Midnight Holler. This is where the stories that don’t belong anywhere else find a home. Fire watchers who spotted something moving in the smoke that wasn’t an animal. Park rangers three days into a solo stretch who started hearing voices from the wrong direction. Crossroads. Hollers. Back forty acres where the corn’s been dead for thirty years but something still walks the rows at night. New episodes every week. Narrated in the Southern Gothic tradition, written in the spirit of the campfire and the AM dial. Human written like the Lord intended. WHAINT Radio — Est. 1976. Still broadcasting. God help us.