Elevator stories #2: Elevator and music

I was on my break earlier and I got in an elevator headed towards the ground floor. Strange that it is called an elevator, considering that it doesn't just go up. Anyway, it was semi full and people were respectfully silent except for one man who must have been playing his music at full volume, because we were getting blasted by yearning guitar strumming and equally yearning vocals. I didn't know whether to laugh because he was listening to All Out of Love by Air Supply or cry because I recognized it.