Bringing the cowboy hat up to date

We're getting near the end. Only a few records to go. I have cheated a bit and skipped a few that were buddies of other ones (there was more flamenco, more Brubeck), but you got the idea. The theme for the rest might be: when you have a kid you stop buying records. There aren't many records after I arrived on the scene. Mind you there were other more depressing reasons for the sharp decline.

Behind the budding John Wayne to the right you will notice the full record collection. Poking up at the back is a Rodrigo album that we still have. I have one record from the Opera Choruses double album, but mysteriously not the other one or the cover. I have never seen the Mikado album.

There is quite a good book called What is History? by E. H. Carr. He starts off with this:

"The nineteenth-century fetishism of facts was justified by the fetishism of documents. If you find it in the documents then, it is so. But what, when we get down to it, do these documents tell us?"

He gives an example of time's whittling effect on documents. When a prominent German diplomat died in 1929 he left behind 300 boxes of documents. This was turned into a six volume book, and this was turned into a single-volume edition translated into English. Carr's point is that not only are about 299 boxes worth of information left out, but what has been left in has been selected for a reason.

What should I make of what is left of this record collection? What was culled?