I've just finished reading this and despite Brett Milano being an excellent writer (it never was boring) i've a few issues with the book, some minor some major. I must admit i was surprised it was only A5 sized as i'd imagined (my error) it was going to be an A4 edition, probably the cover art had me believing it would be vinyl sized!! Staying with art, it really needed some photos of either the collections themselves or at least some of the records, preferably both.
As a psychological exploration of why people actually "collect" it was very enlightening and as a collector myself it certainly threw some new light onto the subject and made me think differently about the reasons why people, including myself, become obsessive. However i did find the musical element of the book somewhat snobby (possibly the nature of the beast) and the first half of the book was very heavy on extremely obscure American blues/psychedelia/78's and even shellac. I have no problem with this music, and any other for that matter, being included but it was certainly top heavy in that area and many other genres seemed to be excluded or even ridiculed e.g Styx/REO Speedwagon and Peter Frampton were used as derogatory examples of what not to collect and although i'm not a fan of any of these (although Frampton Comes Alive wasn't bad) i do feel that they have as much merit/kudos as a lot of the people lauded in the book.
However that aside it was still a very interesting read and i'd recommend anyone starting on a collecting career to read this as soon as possible to see where they might end up?