Going back 15 years or so, this gem availed itself to me. It sat, for maybe 10 years prior, in the bottom of a cardboard box, with old Kenny Loggins albums pressing down on it's withered face. The box was way in the back of the last booth of the last tract of a flea market, outside of Cincinnati proper. I have not seen a copy since (well that's not true, I did see it go for a few hundy on ebay. I 'aint payin' that much for my mummy's plot, let alone Songs Our Mummy Taught Us). It now hangs on my wall amongst my other treasured covers. I am in geeky bliss. And now, I share it with you. Be forewarned, the vinyl on this copy looks like it was polished with 150-grit sandpaper. I feel the sound quality is passable and doesn't totally overwhelm the recording. That being said, I do like a little crackle 'n' pop with my music. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy, like listening to my father's beat-up Victory at Sea LP on my portable Fisher Price when I was but a wee -lad. So, take that for what it's worth. I'm not into pristine hi-fidelity or an avid audiophile. I just record my lps on the portable ion with the basic software. Press record. Transfer to iTunes and I'm on my way. Skipping through my neighborhood to Shreik of Agony...CHA-CHA-CHA.