i saw this beautifully grizzled old man on the bus tonight. he wore a dark blue raincoat, a mustache that seemed afraid to smile, and earphones turned up so loud that not only the bass line was discernable but the lyrics themselves. the song was a familiar one--"he loves u not" by dream--and the old man who was afraid to smile was singing along at the top of his lungs in a gloriously off-key warble.