Track Listing

1. Prelude
2. Gamin' On Ya
3. Dr. Funkenstein
4. Children Of Productions
5. Getten' To Know You
6. Do That Stuff
7. Everything Is On The One
8. I've Been Watching You (Move Your Sexy Body)
9. Funkin' For Fun

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #9396 in Music
• Released on: 1990-05-18
• Number of discs: 1

Customer Reviews

Most accessible of all Parliament's Funk Fests
"We love you Dr. Funkenstein, your funk is the best" - just one line from the album, and it's so true. George Clinton's Parliament/Funkadelic will forever stand out as the best Funkmasters around. I wouldn't go as far as to say this one is their best (Mothership Connection and Motor Booty Affair both would deserve more than five stars). Some of the other albums (f.e. Gloryhallastupid) sometimes have a more "experimental" feel to it. But this one stands out as the one that goes down instantly - and deep.
Great melodies, terrific horns (Fred Wesley, Maceo Parker together with the Brecker Brothers and Rick Gardner), Bernie Worrell on keys, Bootsy's thumpin' bass. Add a good dose of George Clinton's humor and you have this terrific album. What can I say except, get it!?!

Triangulation, or, Fear of a Black Planet
If you've ever followed the P-Funk Earth Tour's venues, you will find that Roswell, New Mexico, is not on the list. Is this a coincidence? I think not.

You don't have to be a conspiracy theorist to note the many similarities in the prognostication and supergroovalisticprosifunkstications of the good Dr. Funkenstein. Over twenty years before President William J. Clinton made the cloning of humans illegal, one George Clinton was flying his mothership under the radar and engaging in human cloning experiments, after reading Ira Levin's cloning thriller "The Boys of Brazil." CIA evidence that Clinton flew to Paraguay on several occasions in the early 1970s to meet with deranged Nazi geneticist Dr. Josef Mengele have been supressed by the federal government, but the Transnational Academy of Bootknocking Scientists sent a FOIA request to the government in 1997, which unearthed over 1,437 pages of evidence of collaborative conference between Drs. Mengele and Funkenstein. Just as FBI authorities were closing in on Clinton's operations, his front organizations, Parliament and Funkadelic -- two innocuous disco/funk/psychedlic rock bands -- released this document, "The Clones of Dr. Funkenstein," an LP record designed to put one nation under a groove, and to hide the monstrous truth in plain sight. This preposterous album led an unwitting populace to believe that the good doctor was just "Funkin' For Fun," that his genome splicing activities were nothing more than a dance move designed to "put a glide in your stride and a zip in your hip."

But, has anyone actually come aboard the Holy Mothership? Despite uncorroborated sightings over Oakland, Gary, Newark, Washington, D.C., New Orleans, Atlanta, Cleveland, Detroit, and other Chocolate Cities, the Holy Mothership allegedly went into mothballs in the early 1980s after a copyright infringement suit forced Clinton to abandon ship. This ruse, disguised as a multi-million dollar squabble over publication rights to the Parliament/Funkadelic catalogue, was actually the government's way of keeping the brothers in their place. The Nation of Islam, subsequently, has attempted to legally expropriate the legal use of the Holy Mothership (cleverly changing the name to "Motherplane"), but most funkateers regard the Minister Louis Farrakhan as nothing more than Sir Nose D-Void of Funk in black nationalist's clothing.

Most relevant to the case are the numerous videotaped sightings of the Mothership over Area 51, as documented on Art Bell's radio program "Coast to Coast," but of course, you can't show videotaped evidence over the radio. Convenient. "Funk not only removes, it removes, dig?" The desired effect is what you get when NASA, the FBI, the CIA and the Pentagon suppress evidence of interplanetary funksmanship.

Dr. Funkenstein has gotten too close to the truth, too close to breaking the government's monopoly on cloning and space travel, which is why in the early 1970s, COINTELPRO agrents got Geo. Clinton hooked on cocaine, marijuana, heroin, mushrooms and peyote. Periodically, Clinton has been busted by local authorities under various drugs possession charges, which is cover for the CIA's keeping the atomic dog on a short leash, lest he upset the power structure that has since fled the inner cities and moved to the vanilla suburbs.

Further proof of how Dr. Funkenstein's afronauts have subverted popular culture as well as the history books rests in evidence of the Princess Diana murder long suppressed by INTERPOL, which was a covert operation designed to draw attention from the fact that funk saucers had landed outside of Cairo to reclaim the pyramids. How DID an otherwise slow news day move this very black achievement off the front pages and onto page A31 of the New York Times? I submit: Conspiracy by the Vanilla Power Structure.

Nonetheless, if your mind can handle it, spin this wax on your platters and let Dr. Funkenstein and his brides work they roots into your soul. This preternatural musical document from the band that predicted alien anal probes for mind control ("Free Your @ss, and Your Mind Will Follow") will blow the cobwebs outchyour mind.

Microbiologically speaking...
When I start churnin', burnin' and turnin'
It'll make your atoms move so fast
Expandin' your molecules
Causing a friction fire
Burnin' you on your neutron
Causing you to scream
"Hit me in the proton, BABY!"