Could it be? I cleaned and returned my monocle to my right eye. Indeed, the pose was unmistakable. My favourite music writer was, in fact, sitting in Starbucks in this remote corner of eastern North Carolina. It's always a delight to bump into acquaintances from home when one is traveling, no? He was on his way to a family gathering, and I was visiting a farm family I got to know last Christmas during the blizzard of 2010. Otis, who has built a signature look on hoodies and Vans, told me he rarely wears red t-shirts--so I took note.