Who in the whole wide world would ever, ever listen to Joseph Anthony? to Joseph Anthony's album "Maximum Dosage?"

The Detroit recording artist's recently released debut flaunts tracks backed by music from Jay-Z and "The Fat Albert Show." But despite this help, all Anthony has succeeded in producing is over-electrified guitar crap that needs to be taken with the smallest grain of salt to even receive the slightest enjoyment. Slightest being toothpick skinny.

The tracks are a mix of Vanilla Ice-sounding effects and, for the most part, bad electric guitar. Anthony's ax wails like a crying baby you just want to shut up.

On top of this, there are no lyrics, which barely gives this album a chance at getting played even at 2 a.m. on local radio.

Take, for example, tracks one and two, "Maximum Dosage" and "The Doctor." Both have similar synthesized bass parts with what sounds like a drum machine. You start trying to get into the music and, before you can get a feel for it, in comes the jaunting power rock guitar.

And it never stops. Anthony plays and plays and plays.

Tracks one and two sound like excessively long guitar solos that don't have anything to do with Anthony's self-produced background music.

But, where there's hope, well, there's hope.

During the torturous Anthony listening experience, a track with a little potential began playing. Instead of wanting to pull my hair out, I stopped hating and started listening.

Track three, "Superfly," starts with a great tambourine beat and salsa/disco feel. There's a jazzy piano jamming over ticking high hats that make me want to dance, but then came Anthony and his loud, overbearing, distorted, disgusting guitar solo.

The one credit I give Anthony is the majority of his tracks are different from each other - minus the blaring guitar. The backing beats dip into hip-hop, rock, jazz and techno.

The flavor is there, but the food isn't. On track six, "Invincible," I even caught myself saying, "This song would be better if it had no guitar at all." What a concept.

In the long run, Anthony needs to dig a big hole in his backyard, bury his guitar and stick with producing. His beats are worth a listen, but the use of his "constant solo" with the same guitar effects is uncanny and unnecessary.

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Suggested listening: When being held captive with no option in music selection.