This means that I find myself prowling the strange racks of grocery stores like Fred Meyer. Their selections are bizarre because of how condensed they are, but also because of what they don't have. Like, for instance, Brian Eno: he's a pretty big influence on modern music, and is contemporary with a lot of the stuff they have a glut of. Regardless, you're not going to find anything from him there. That's just one example, too.
What really gets me is the "best of" and the "essential collection" nonsense, though. That's a irrational foaming-at-the-mouth pet peeve of mine.