We enter this book as in a record store: in an organized jumble. Texts in quantity, glued tight. Stacks and stacks of quotes, boxes, interview snippets, illustrations. There is not really a marked path: we go with a machete. Even Laurent Chalumeau’s preface is at your own risk, between “music lovers, collectors and anal retention”. That tone. According to the aisles, we search, we find. Here the radius of historical landmarks dates back to 1900, beware of dust. There a section of haunts, in London, LA, New York: here we are at the Village Oldies of Bleeker St., where we meet Lenny Kaye in search of 45s for his Nuggets compiles. Book made in France, we are not content with Paris: many trips in time and hexagonal space, from Rennes to Nancy, hi Daho! There really is everything: supermarkets, from Fnac to Tower Records (DVD of the docu All Things Must Pass included), the return of the 33 rpm record, the Record Store Day. How about starting the reading by going back to Crocodisc?
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