Oh E6, I'm So Sorry I Neglected You

My Countryman E6 microphone - perhaps the best microphone on the planet - has sat idle in an old neglected sound box for six full years.  In its place, I've been traveling with and abusing a Shure lavalier mic during the sword swallowing show, and an el cheapo Nady hand held for the hypnosis show.  Both have provided years of dedicated service (the lav mic even entered service before my E6), and have been through thick and thin, including extreme temperatures, humidity and liquids, and have been dropped, trampled, whacked, banged and smashed.  Still, they push on.  They've truly been remarkable examples of technology standing up to the rigors of the road. 

But oh my E6, how I've missed you!  It wasn't until tonight, upon digging you out and placing you momentarily back into service, that I realize the clarity of your voice!  The integrity of the full, rich signal that travels mysteriously down your deceptively thin wires!  I shall not neglect you any longer.  You shall travel once more, though I'll shield you from the harsh realities of touring.  I'll provide nothing but the most luxurious of cases, the most delicate handling and subtle storage.  Never shall you be careless abandoned on stage while busy feet and hands repack the show, and never will you be tossed mindlessly aside to land precariously, perhaps, next to a glass of water, while I tend to other technical demands.

No, you will once again grace the stage to carry your pure, even signal, and in return you will be well cared for, allowed to shine, and to share your elegance with the world.