Why does my radio get better reception when I hold the antenna?

[GilaB]

Why does my radio get better reception when I hold onto the antenna (one of those skinny flexible copper-colored FM ones that came with my sterio)? It’s a pretty significant difference. Is my body acting as a bigger antenna somehow? The effect seems to work through clothing, since the antenna’s now on my leg so that I can type and still get good reception.

[Sublight]

Yep, the human body makes a good antenna.

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[Zoe]

You are a potato.

[whitetho]

This phenonmenon has been known for at least 80 years. From the 1922 Radio Boys Trailing a Voice:

Bob had been working steadily, and, as the room was warm, his hands were moist with perspiration. He had unhooked an insulated copper wire that led to his outside aerial. His head phones were on, as he had been listening to the radio concert while he worked.
    “I’ll have to miss the rest of that selection, I guess,” he remarked regretfully, as he unhooked the wire. “It’s a pity, too, for that’s one of the finest violin solos I ever heard. Great Scott! What does that mean?”
    The ejaculation was wrenched from him by the fact that although he had disconnected the wire he still heard the music–a little fainter than before but still with every note distinct.
    He could scarcely believe his ears and looked at his friends in great bewilderment.
    “What’s the matter?” asked Joe, jumping to his feet. “Get a shock?”
    “Not in the sense you mean, but in another way, yes,” replied Bob, still holding the exposed end of the copper wire in his fingers. “What do you think of that, fellows? I’m an aerial!”
    “Come out of your trance,” adjured Herb unbelievingly. “They talk that way in the insane asylums.”
    “Clap on your headphones,” cried Bob, too intent on his discovery to pay any attention to the gibe.
    They did so, and were amazed at hearing the selection as plainly as did Bob himself.
    The latter had been holding the disconnected wire so that his fingers just touched the uncovered copper portion at the end. Now he hastily scraped off several inches of the insulation and grasped the copper wire with his hand. Instantly the volume of sound grew perceptibly greater.
    Hardly knowing what to make of it, he scraped off still more of the insulation.
    “Here, you fellows,” he shouted. “Each of you take hold of this.”
    Joe was the first to respond, and the sound became louder. Then Herb and Jimmy followed suit, and it was evident that they served as amplifiers, for with each additional hand the music swelled to greater volume.
    The boys looked at each other as if asking whether this was all real or if they had suddenly been transferred to some realm of fancy. They would not have been greatly surprised to wake up suddenly and find that they had been dreaming.
    But there was no delusion about it and they listened without saying another word until, in a glorious strain of melody, the selection came to an end. Nor did they break the silence until a band orchestra was announced and crashed into a brilliant overture.
    While it was still in full swing, Bob had an inspiration. He took off his headphones and clamped them on to the phonograph that stood on a table near by. Instantly the music became intensified and filled the room. When all their hands were on the wire, it became so loud that they had to close the doors of the phonograph.
    “Well,” gasped Bob, when the last strain had died away and the demonstration was complete, “that’s something new on me.”
    “Never dreamed of anything like it,” said Joe, sinking back in his chair. “Of course we know that the human body has electrical capacity and that operators sometimes have to use metal shields to protect the tube from the influence of the hand. And in our loop aerial at Ocean Point you noticed that the receptivity of the tube was modified when we touched it with our fingers.”
    “Of course, in theory,” observed Bob thoughtfully, “the human body possesses inductance as well as capacity, and so might serve as an antenna. But I never thought of demonstrating it in practice.”
    “So Bob is an aerial,” grinned Herb. “I always knew he was a ‘live wire,’ but I never figured him out as an antenna.”
    “And don’t forget that if Bob is an aerial we’re amplifiers,” put in Jimmy.
    “There’s glory enough for all,” laughed Joe. “We’ll have to tell Doctor Dale and Frank Brandon about this. We’ve got so many tips from them that it’s about time we made it the other way around.”