Singing his life out for me, just for the joy of it. Actually it’s more likely that I’m the guy with the guitar singing out loud and long and completely off pitch, just for the joy of finding another human being who will pause for a moment and listen.
Click here. You won’t regret it, I promise.

“Closer To Fine”

I’m trying to tell you something about my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white
The best thing you’ve ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously, it’s only life after all
Well darkness has a hunger that’s insatiable
And lightness has a call that’s hard to hear
I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it, I’m crawling on your shore.

Chorus,I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There’s more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.

I went to see the doctor of philosophy
With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee
He never did marry or see a B-grade movie
He graded my performance, he said he could see through me
I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my paper
And I was free.


I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.
To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend
I woke up with a headache like my head against a board
Twice as cloudy as I’d been the night before
I went in seeking clarity.


We go to the bible, we go through the workout
We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout
There’s more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in a crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine

I really relate to the guy on the linked page, sitting there in his underwear, trying to sing this song, and never quite getting it right. But he’s determined to keep trying, and he’s got this apparently endless faith that the person who fell into his clutches really wants to know what’s in his heart and mind. That faith keeps me rooting for him.
I’m advertising for room mates with guitars…

Be loved,


P.S. Tomorrow the Six Weird Things About Me meme. I was tagged Sunday for it, but it’s taking me a few days to narrow it down to six.



  1. Elizabeth McClung Says:

    I clicked the link and it really was like listening to a room mate play that song – except it somehow missed all the swearing and the weird sounds when the fingers slide off the right cords – as well as the usually interchange:

    Me: Are you sure that chord is right
    Them: Yeah! Why?
    Me: Uh…nothing.
    Them: Oh wait, it’s supposed to be A not E.

  2. Nathan Says:

    hehe, that cartoon was cute 🙂

    Yes, do sing your heart out dear. Tell the whole story.

    And I can’t wait for the 6 Weird Things Memem.

  3. Maddog Says:

    I have a guitar, would you consider me for a roommate…I have to admit up front that I don’t look like the guys in the post and I might as well admit that I have the guitar but I can’t play it….but I look mighty cute holding it.

    The cartoon clip was funny.

  4. Kalvin Says:

    That was a really touching comparison to you and the guy with the guitar. I think most of us feel that way sometimes, but some of us more often than others (I know I feel that way almost constantly). Now why do you want a roomate with a guitar?

  5. Daniel, the Guy in the Desert Says:

    Elizabeth-yes, the nasty little metal slidey sounds. I hate those, but I’d be prepared to overlook it in this case.
    Maddog-you’re on. I’ll even help you move the waterbed.
    Kalvin-The reason, silly, is so that I can love him as he sits on the sofa in his underwear, singing(or rather aimiably braying) and playing his guitar.

  6. thephoenixnyc Says:

    I love that song. I totally sympathize with your analogy.

  7. Foxy Stone Says:

    make a joyful noise unto the lord! Rejoice and be heard! Of all the things i remember about the bible is David singing and dancing for the lord’s pleasure.

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