|Courtesy of MLusk, Weather Records|
The subway car was filled with the overflow of hip hop bouncing off some poor sod's eardrums. The volume was high enough for eight sets, let alone one. As I scanned the car for the likely culprit, some urban youth zoning out before school or work, I noticed there were only the middle aged around me. Further inspection revealed only one discernible case of head phones: white iPod bugs sticking out of a 50-something-year-old Chinese man wearing a driving cap and a serene expression. As the unmistakable sounds of the inner city blasted, turned way past eleven, the older man's head gently bobbed back and forth.