A toucan bit my mic once. Another time, a cow licked my mic. I’ve had to wipe fish guts and seaweed from it.

O, the places my mic has taken me.

Just in the last few months, with a microphone leading the way, I’ve been to a Rio de Janeiro ghetto, a nothern Maine historical society, a funeral and a prison in Malawi, and the American Folk Festival in Bangor, Maine. A microphone is a passport.

On this edition of the Saltcast, we hear “‘Til Death Do Us Part” by former Salt radio student Sara Archambault. Sara’s mic took her to a funeral home where she a recorded a body being prepped for burial.

Where has your mic taken you?

Best, Rob

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