A very rare cult recording from 1958, and possibly the greatest worst album of all time. Beautifully remastered so now it sounds even worse.

After a vague career on the silver screen, Leona Anderson hit the recording studio in 1958. She only went once. The results are legendary. In fact no other album has reached such heights of brilliance and badness at the same time. From "Indian Love Call" to "Carmen", the yodelling, crooning and aural torture just get more incredible, more entertaining and more unforgettable as the album rolls on. Add to the mix such classic and unique numbers as "Rats In My Room" and "Limburger Lover" (the greatest song about cheese ever written and performed) and we find that the album moves effortlessly from being just another incredibly strange album to simply the greatest, most consistently entertaining aweful recording of all time. Anderson’s vocal (out of) timing is sublime, the orchestra are on  song, the album is brimming with humour, darkness and more than a touch of utter madness. One listen to "Music To Suffer By" and you won’t suffer. Instead you’ll laugh and revel in the fact that you will not be able to stop singing it or playing it, whether you like it or not.