I have spent thousands of hours of my life talking and/or singing into microphones. Recently, though, it seems every time I get an announcing gig I spend the next week sick. I don’t know if it’s my advanced age, a dip in my immune system thanks to the relative seclusion of the pandemic, or just extra aggressive modern viruses. Whatever it is, I just spent the last week making noises like someone trying to unclog a sink with a mop doused in chili.