“I grabbed this acoustic guitar and went out to his porch on this beautiful island outside Vancouver,” remembers McIlrath. “I’m playing it, trying to write that part. I look over and everyone’s in the window staring at me. I was like, ‘Man, they must think I’m so cool. They think I’m a cool songwriter and they know they’re witnessing an important moment.’ I walk back in and they’re like, ‘Dude! That’s Sheryl fucking Crow’s guitar. Nobody touches that!’ And I was like, ‘Ah, sorry, sorry! I had no idea!’”
