Some equations about why the James Brown band's former hornblower's new solo album, Funk Overload, stinks like a wet dog's ass:

Maceo Parker (P) + James Brown (JB) in his prime = deleriously soul- bending funk = place in modern pop history

JB + steady diet of PCP and coke + luxuriantly permed hair + flashy suits = very strange self- caricature = scary wife beating stories

P + 20 years - JB = respected but largely unknown player = the fate of the original funky saxophonists

P + live audience = terrific shows X by P + graceful presence = givin' peeps what they want

However...

P + five or six '80s funk practionners (BAND) = the Late Night band, as led by Paul Schaffer, with more chops

P + BAND + '80s funk production X soulless digital plinks as opposed to thunderous analog booms = hell on earth

'80s funk = the destruction of all that was good about funk in the late '60s early '70s

P + lame ass raps = Bill Cosby rapping for a Jello commercial

Jello divided by Bill Cosby = great light treat

Jello X Bill Cosby = food for the evil and depraved

Therefore...

Funk Overload + YOU = crushing your hopes for humanity as a whole

-Samir Khan