Attempting desperately to convey an idea or explain what the hell you're talking about, but to no avail; esp. prevalent between husbands and their wives, or any male and female.
This is a prime example of a failure to communicate; absolutely nothing was just conveyed.
'Here was the plot: A flying saucer creature named Zog arrived on Earth to explain how wars could be prevented and how cancer could be cured. He brought the information from Margo, a planet where the natives conversed by means of farts and tap dancing.
'Zog landed at night in Connecticut. He had no sooner touched down than he saw a house on fire. He rushed into the house, farting and tap dancing, warning the people about the terrible danger they were in. The head of the house brained Zog with a golfclub.'
-- From Kurt Vonnegut's 1973 novel "Breakfast of Champions" -- Chapter 5 (page 58).
HPS: Headin Over to the Failure to Communicate concert over at the Madison Square garden
Jax: cool men thier beast