My next-door neighbor Dave, for example, is not a music critic. He works for the U.S. Postal Service. But he’s a ferocious holder of opinions about music, and therefore he has made year-end lists since college. “It was almost like completing a mini-journal of the year that had just passed,” he told me. “Relistening to albums and making lists was a nice way to put the year to bed.” Dave recently embarked on a project to rerank every album he owned from the 1990s, spurred by his wife’s complaint that he’ll probably never again listen to half the CDs in his enormous collection. His response: “That’s true, but I don’t know which half, so I have to keep them all.”
(via Roger Ebert.)
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Haha. I love his response. The mantra of a true hoarder.