Alright, let’s get into Weird Out by Dandelion. This 1995 alt-rock gem from the US, released under Ruffhouse Records, is one of those albums that sneaks up on you. It doesn’t try to blow your mind with flashy production or over-the-top lyrics—it just kinda sits there, weird and cool, like that one friend who always has something quirky to say.
First off, the title track, “Weird-Out (Album Version),” is where it all starts. Man, this song just vibes. The guitars have this raw, almost grungy edge to them, but it’s not trying too hard to be edgy—you know what I mean? It’s got this loose, jammy feel, like the band was just hangin’ out in a garage somewhere, messing around, and boom—magic happened. The vocals are kinda laid-back but still carry this oddball energy that makes you wanna bob your head. You can tell they weren’t sweating perfection here; it’s more about capturing a mood. And honestly, that’s why it sticks with me. It feels real.
Then there’s “Weird-Out (Ashtray Edit).” Now, don’t ask me why it’s called that—I’ve got no clue. But this version strips things down even more, focusing on the groove. There’s something hypnotic about how the drums lock in with the bassline, giving it this almost stoner-rock vibe. Like, if you’re zoning out while listening to this, good luck snapping back to reality. It’s short, sure, but it leaves an impression. Feels like a late-night drive through empty streets, windows down, letting the music wash over you.
The album only has three tracks total, which might sound skimpy at first glance, but honestly? It works. These versions of “Weird-Out” each bring their own little twist, keeping things fresh without overstaying their welcome. Plus, it’s not like they needed to pad it out with filler crap. Sometimes less really is more.
Reflecting on Weird Out, it’s wild how such a low-key release can leave such a mark. Maybe it’s because it doesn’t take itself too seriously—or maybe it’s because it reminds me of simpler times when rock wasn’t so polished and predictable. Either way, it’s one of those hidden treasures that deserves a second look. Or hey, maybe a spin after a couple beers when you’re feeling… well, weird.
Oh, and random thought: whoever came up with “Ashtray Edit” as a name must’ve been smoking something hilarious. Just saying.
