Like most musicians relegated to the "oldies" section of record stores and radio stations, Fats Domino is strictly associated with a few songs in the collective unconscious of most U.S. citizens: "Blueberry Hill", "My Blue Heaven", "I'm Walkin'", "Ain't That A Shame", "Whole Lotta Loving" and "Blue Monday."

Granted, those tracks alone are more than enough to relegate Fats to the higher echelons of rock 'n' roll infamy, but I think it is a testament to the vast catalog of brilliant material that he has recorded in his lifetime that an album of so-called million-sellers features none of those aforementioned songs.

Instead, this album seems crafted, in both title and cover art, to dupe prospective record buyers into picking this up looking for those songs. The cover features a tell-tale gold record on the cover and uses the words "million" and "hits."

Now, you might be saying to yourself, "Surely, people are smarter than to be tricked like that." In response, I direct you to your local video store to look at the many direct-to-DVD knock off titles meant to confuse people into thinking their renting a copy of, say, Swingers and not Late Last Night. And more often than I'm sure people will care to admit, it works.

Another good example comes from my elementary school days, when my friends and I were positively obsessed with Ghostbusters. One kid I spent time with had the Ghostbusters soundtrack on cassette and we listened to that relentlessly, dancing in our maniacal, unrhythmic way to each and every song. I really wanted that soundtrack for my own, so I asked my mom to get it for me when she was off shopping one day. What she came back with was a copy of Ray Parker, Jr.'s greatest hits collection Chartbusters. Same font, same "anti" logo, but not the same record. My well-meaning mother simply wasn't looking hard enough to know the difference.

As a writer and a grammar nerd, the title is hard for me to get past: Fats Domino Sings Million Record Hits. Looking past the fact that there is no song on the album entitled "Million Record Hits", this title is horribly constructed and feels like there's a few nouns that were left off the cover by a lazy printer. As a marketing ploy, though, it is pure genius, and could be the very reason why this album was in the collection of my wife's grandfather.

Title concerns aside, this is a great compilation, capturing Fats Domino during the most creatively fruitful period of his long and still-thriving career. Each song dances around his zydeco/Dixieland roots while still staying firmly rooted in the worlds of blues and R&B, particularly on his hot rendition of "I'm Ready" and the charmingly pleading "I Want To Walk You Home."

What is especially gratifying about this disc is when I realized that almost all the songs on here were written or co-written by Domino himself. As most know, this was a time when so many popular artists were relying on the proven formulas for songs cooked up by producers and songwriters like the Brill Building and Holland/Dozier/Holland. No, Fats was doing his own thing and, by all accounts, doing it very very well. This record, if nothing else, proves that point and showcases his giant personality and talent before the long slow burnout that so many artists of that era went through.