Gaucho

Cojo - Neat idea, but I have to disagree with you. I think the narrator is in love with the man he's speking to. For me, the critical line is, "with the studs that match your eyes", sung kind of wistfully. That's always been my favorite line. I love how it's added as an unexpected addendum to the regular line right at the end. The way I hear this, it's an older male lover who, the entire song, is pretending as though his objections to the gaucho intruder are all essentially unemotional, how the gaucho is ridiculous, embarassing, pathetic,...

Cojo - Neat idea, but I have to disagree with you. I think the narrator is in love with the man he's speking to.
For me, the critical line is, "with the studs that match your eyes", sung kind of wistfully. That's always been my favorite line. I love how it's added as an unexpected addendum to the regular line right at the end.
The way I hear this, it's an older male lover who, the entire song, is pretending as though his objections to the gaucho intruder are all essentially unemotional, how the gaucho is ridiculous, embarassing, pathetic, but, at the very end, he reveals his superior, authoritative objections are all a sham, a facade, and really he's jealous, heartbroken, crushed.
Maybe I'm reading too much into it, but that's the way I hear it, and though I'm not gay, read that way it feels to me like terrific writing, creating great complexity of character obliquely. I can hear all the emotions in his voice of wounded pride trying to make a desperate show of pretend strength. Love it.

Cojo - Neat idea, but I have to disagree with you. I think the narrator is in love with the man he's speking to. For me, the critical line is, "with the studs that match your eyes", sung kind of wistfully. That's always been my favorite line. I love how it's added as an unexpected addendum to the regular line right at the end. The way I hear this, it's an older male lover who, the entire song, is pretending as though his objections to the gaucho intruder are all essentially unemotional, how the gaucho is ridiculous, embarassing, pathetic,...

Cojo - Neat idea, but I have to disagree with you. I think the narrator is in love with the man he's speking to.
For me, the critical line is, "with the studs that match your eyes", sung kind of wistfully. That's always been my favorite line. I love how it's added as an unexpected addendum to the regular line right at the end.
The way I hear this, it's an older male lover who, the entire song, is pretending as though his objections to the gaucho intruder are all essentially unemotional, how the gaucho is ridiculous, embarassing, pathetic, but, at the very end, he reveals his superior, authoritative objections are all a sham, a facade, and really he's jealous, heartbroken, crushed.
Maybe I'm reading too much into it, but that's the way I hear it, and though I'm not gay, read that way it feels to me like terrific writing, creating great complexity of character obliquely. I can hear all the emotions in his voice of wounded pride trying to make a desperate show of pretend strength. Love it.

Cojo - Neat idea, but I have to disagree with you. I think the narrator is in love with the man he's speking to. For me, the critical line is, "with the studs that match your eyes", sung kind of wistfully. That's always been my favorite line. I love how it's added as an unexpected addendum to the regular line right at the end. The way I hear this, it's an older male lover who, the entire song, is pretending as though his objections to the gaucho intruder are all essentially unemotional, how the gaucho is ridiculous, embarassing, pathetic,...

Cojo - Neat idea, but I have to disagree with you. I think the narrator is in love with the man he's speking to.
For me, the critical line is, "with the studs that match your eyes", sung kind of wistfully. That's always been my favorite line. I love how it's added as an unexpected addendum to the regular line right at the end.
The way I hear this, it's an older male lover who, the entire song, is pretending as though his objections to the gaucho intruder are all essentially unemotional, how the gaucho is ridiculous, embarassing, pathetic, but, at the very end, he reveals his superior, authoritative objections are all a sham, a facade, and really he's jealous, heartbroken, crushed.
Maybe I'm reading waaay too much into it, but that's the way I hear it, and though I'm not gay, read that way it feels to me like terrific writing, creating great complexity of character obliquely. I can hear all the emotions in his voice of wounded pride trying to make a desperate show of pretend strength. Love it.