There are places where something usually happens that maybe you don't realize happened until after you've left because you're in the middle of it & it just seems like the normal tactical survival strategy.
For instance, you drive in ahead of a monsoon — like you, also trying to sneak in — to a desert hotel with a dayfall lounge & nightlight club. By 3AM, you're still entertaining or being entertained by 1 to 20 revelers in your room & there's a knock on the door & it’s the hotel manager merely being fully accommodating with a date of their own & a bottle to share.
When you check out late-morning, the manager is nowhere to be seen as if they evaporated in the bubble of the moment. The sky is clear. You drive on, cleansed by abandon. That's the inspiration anyway of — A Chance Counsel.
The guitar & drums of the album version for dents and shells were recorded in 2003 as a duo with King Coffey. The Human League was playing in town that night & both of us really-really wanted to go, but sacrificed our dream in the name of . . . well, I don't know what to call it. Some right decisions come with tinges of regret.
This EXTRACTIONS version of A Chance Counsel was recorded on my phone in my attic a few days ago. I thumb-strummed a 1934 "Palm Beach" Harmony Supertone resurrected by a talented luthier with two carbon fiber rods in a reset neck with a bone nut & new frets, a hand-made bridge with a bone saddle, and a new x-braced skeleton ( the guitar, not the luthier ). The guitar itself was gifted to me at my last pre-pandemic show in 2019. Thanks again, Barry!!!
A Chance Counsel (attic version):

What an opener. Didn’t know quite what to expect but this caught me off guard; reached deep back into the years, pulling tear pricks into my eyes.
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