A fine Australian documentary from 2003 on the American record collector Joe Bussard who has collected old 78 records for decades, amassing one of the world's greatest archives of early 20th Century country, folk, old time, blues, and jazz music (more than 25,000 records in his Maryland home). Prone to making harsh statements like "rock is the cancer of music" or that there's been "no real jazz since 1933" Mr. Bussard is definitely one of a kind. Who would have thought that a film that devotes the bulk of its time to an excitable man playing records amidst cigar smoke in his basement could be so much fun? Vinyl-revival be damned, Bussard's collection dates from the "shellac" era! You can also read a lengthy and informative 1999 profile from the Washington City Paper here.
