There's a long, mysterious chord of weirdness that runs through the history of rock 'n' roll. Of course, much that was weird in the old days was just ahead of its time--the weird genius of Frank Zappa, Captain Beefheart, most of Todd Rundgren, early David Bowie, etc. But each artist made real contributions to the growth and evolution of rock music. Of course, then there's the off-kilter stranger in a strange land whose work may find an audience here and there, but often is rightfully ignored by the mainstream. Such an artist--or family of artists--is Tri-Danielson. Omega, this year's completion to last year's Alpha collection, is quirky, unusual and strangely humorous. There's Daniel's annoying falsetto, his hackneyed compositions, the music's unusual reliance on old synth and keyboard sounds and unusual rhythms, all of which never quite work at an aesthetic level. When the music is most accessible, as in the acoustic guitar-driven pieces, often his voice is distracting and grating. "Interesting" is a nice way to put it. When something does work, that's the last time you'll hear it; yet, awkward, disorienting sounds like those of "Guilt Scouting" are assuredly repeated. Tri-Danielson is to Christian rock what Howard Finster is to the world of painting. Which is to say, Picasso he's not. Yeah, interesting.