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I also usually give the music my full attention when I play records. I much prefer that way of listening to recorded music. I always make my own program, making a new choice after each three-minute piece is over. I never ever listen to recorded performances in the same sequence. One of the problems with LPs and CDs is that they are collections of performances. Nowadays I will acquire CDs of reissues if the original 78 records themselves are just impossible to find and possess, but I’d certainly rather have the 78. I would occasionally buy 33 1/3 LP reissues of old jazz. I had very little money, but collecting 78s was a cheap hobby back then. I was living in a small town when I first started, far from any big city. Only in big cities like New York and Philadelphia were there any shops that specialized in selling “out-of-print” old records. There were lots of them around, stacked up in Salvation Armies or in big second-hand furniture stores. Fortunately at that time you could buy second-hand 78s very cheap, ten cents to a quarter, usually. I bought a lot of records on mere chance. And since I was at first completely isolated from other collectors and had no information, no books, no discographies, I learned from the ground up. Don’t ask me why I was so powerfully drawn to this music of my grandparents’ time. The first 78s that really hooked me were the dance orchestras and jazz bands of the 1920s. That was in 1959, just at the end of the 78 era, ironically. When I discovered that this same kind of music could be found on old 78s, that was it. I already had a great attraction to old music that I heard in old movies from the early 1930s, old animated cartoons and the Hal Roach comedies. At age 16 I suddenly became a collector of old 78 records. I spent a large part of my childhood and adolescence hunting for old comic books. I started with comic books, trading cards, matchboxes, bottle caps.

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Suddenly I wanted to save things, to have the series to line them up, stack them up, accumulate them. I became an obsessive collector very suddenly around the time I turned nine years old in the late summer of 1952. There’s something contemptible about collecting in the eyes of non collectors. Why is it that you never see an ardent collector as a hero in movies? Collectors are perceived as creeps by most people, craven hoarders, narrowly obsessed little men. Very bad for the bank account, bad for human relationships. Collecting addictions in general have a lot in common with drug addiction. Did you invent it? It’s totally appropriate. I am absolutely a “discaholic.” I never heard this term before.

– Do you consider yourself as an official discaholic? Has the discaholic bug bitten you? Discaholic interview R Crumb, feb – march 2013

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