This is a swinging, catchy, groovy disc that will set your fingers snapping and your feet tapping. It's bouncy and breezy and bright. So grab this album, take it to a rave-up - and have a ball!

The paragraph above appeared on Vol 2. The writer of these words, one H. Jung, had every reason to sound pleased with him or herself as Vol 1 had sold enough to prove to Hallmark that the formula would work.

The cover girls on the first eight discs were a mixed bunch, though mercifully whoever was responsible for the cutting out of the poor woman on Vol 1 (she lost half her hair in the process) didn't last long. The idea seems to have been to present an agreeable image that wouldn't put anyone off buying the albums.

If there was a theme it was head-gear - hats, headbands and scarfs adorn the first six models. With Vol 7 the pulses quickened with a glimpse of a leather mini-skirt and on Vol 8 the first bikini - albeit a vaguely Christmassy affair (it was on sale during Nov/Dec 1969) in white fur!