Incredible story of a mexican-american man, born in detroit, who made 2 albums in america in 1970 and 71 that some consider almost the equal of dylan.
They never went anywhere, he eventually lived in a madmax section of detroit, occasionaly finding work doing back breaking construction work (cleaning out old houses of copper for instance), barely scraping along, suffering from health problems including going virtually blind.
A girl visited her relatives in south Africa, bringing along a copy of one of his albums, and as people heard and taped them his music spread, eventually selling hundreds of thousands of copys, of course, the money never made it to the artist.
Eventually, he was as common as any artist in the collections of people in SA, an urban legend began that he had met a tragic end in a fire, as well as others.
Well, at some point, he was found in detroit, toured south africa, and now, pretty much the world.
What i have heard of his music, it is quite distinctive and deserving of a listen.
Sixty minutes also did a piece not only of Sixto Rodriguez(real name), but of documentarian and the doc.
Fascinating story that would be laughed at if put into a movie,and music worth checking out.
P.S., i never posted anything about this because i figured it had been brought up, but after searching just now, could find nothing, please disregard if this is due to my subpar skill.