Everyone has that one album you've gone into blind, maybe you never even knew anything about the artist who made it, you listen to it and it's amazing, you relate to it and the lyrics, all of the music greatly, you feel as though you know the album as well as the creators, and then you look it up and it turns out you were dead wrong about the meaning the whole time.
But fuck the true meaning your interpretation is far better than the fags who made the original music.
For me it's Pink Floyd's The Wall.
I heard the album and thought it was great, I managed to get an entire story out of it and that was intended sure but the one I got was a literal viewpoint of the lyrics, a society locked inside a wall, and all the characters in it and all their experiences. It was great. Then I learned years later that it was actually a personal autobiography about the band pretty much. Don't know about you but my version is far superior to their original meaning.
Anyone else feel this way about certain albums? Which one's were they?