Misunderstood isn’t a song that you’ll ever hear on the radio.  The distortion heavy opening melts away into a double helix of poetry and piano.  The distortion hints its way in from time to time, accenting the emotive lyrics at times when the piano and light acoustic guitar seem inadequate.  Building to a crescendo, the song explodes in a rapture of noise – guitar, piano, drums, vocals intermixed and embracing each other the way someone who is misunderstood would want to be….

I don’t remember the first time I heard the song.  It may not have stood out in any considerable way.  Even today, with my love for the song well known, I may skip over it.  It’s a song for a moment.  For a feeling.  For me, that feeling is often exhaustion.  As someone who is always on the go, someone who is always trying to do their best, something always trying to get things done – Misunderstood represents the final straw.  The time when I want to scream, “I want to thank you all for nothing at all” and feel good about it.  Those times are  rare and they don’t last very long – but they happen.  They happen to everyone that’s human.  Maybe Misunderstood won’t be that song for you but I’m sure you have one.