I just finished the rough draft of a new song about the rise and fall of the gaucho pant trend, but only in the most superficial way. It is predictably called "Gaucho Pants (Rode Into the Sunset)." I haven't finished penning the lyrics, but when I do, I hope you will recognize that gaucho pants are just my personal metaphor for a certain force in the world (neither purely good or evil) which I do not know how to describe with words alone.

See, when I say "gaucho pants," it is my way of saying...well...

Forget it, you will never understand.