SM58 LC : It's like a tank that you sing into.

11 years ago

Stick me before and audience with a guitar and a microphone and watch a reasonably dry human turn into a heaving sweaty mass that attracts comment, electric shocks, and very occasionally, badgers.

Over the years this seemingly endless deluge of musically purged sweat has EATEN the front grill of my SM58 so that it now looks like something pulled from the bottom of the ocean.

It still works!

I've dropped it, melted it with acid man-sweat, left it to rattle about unsecured in my gig box and left it out in the rain.

And it still works.