What can I say, I couldn't resist throwing in a few words about hapless Elva Miller and her cool, wild an' swingin' "hits."  The music is really irrelvent, as Mrs. Miller's fame and musical career was all about her persona, and her lack of being able to keep time or pitch.  This is what I gather, anyway, as her 15 minutes of fame was already up several years before I was born.  I was introduced to this phenomenom as a young child, as my parents had a copy of this floating around that they'd received as a Christmas gag gift from some friends circa late 60s.  Always rearing it's bed-haired head around the holidays, when the whole family gathered around the stereo for a good laugh.  Funniest selections are:  the frightening "Monday, Monday", Nancy Sinatra's "These Boots Are Made for Walking," as well as dad's "Stranger's in the Night" (dooooo-beee-dooooo-beeeee-dooooooooo!!)  and the all time Mrs. Miller classic "Downtown", complete with out of time vocals and ear-piercing bird whistles.  For those of you not in on the joke, just imagine your 70-year-old Church choir director doing Friday night kareoke at some redneck bar.