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There's a new email funny doing the rounds - look out for it in your inbox - which shows examples of the worst album covers ever. Forget yer Kaiser Chiefs or yer Coldplay (ooh, I'm so down wiv da kidz, me), these are record sleeves that are so cheesy that they're almost Wensleydale. So Crippled Monkey was surprised, as I flicked through the slideshow while laughing loudly, to discover a couple of items of crip music history.

First up, does anyone remember an album called, er, Truly A Miracle of God by the Reverend Alberta Baker, whose chosen pseudonym was ? No, I thought not. Anyway, the album, which looks like it was made some time in the 1960s, sports a cover showing the swingin' Reverend - who, as the name implies, didn't have any hands - groovin' away at her electric organ. Looks like it could be something for your grandma to listen to, frankly.

The second album sleeve that grabbed my attention was another example of 1960s Christian music, this time by an all-women threesome called, er, . Sadly, it seems that despite their "inspirational group vocal material", they never quite hit the heights of other female trios of the era such as The Supremes or The Ronettes. But there is a sticker on the cover proclaiming that the record is "heartwarming", and The Braillettes have even managed to notch up a . So that's nice, then.

OK, I admit it. This isn't exactly "phew, rock 'n' roll!" material, is it?