Mehlan’s noodling, drummer-less, vaguely post-rockish instrumentals are the perfect background for Douglas’ sometimes-raspy, often-emotion-parched microtonal readings and, though sometimes the music is more a thorn than a bud (“Frozing”), the subtle variations on scales and measures add a kind of emphasized break to Douglas’ readings, a way of turning stanzas into verses and choruses, if you will. Much of the record recalls the lo-fi vocal mannerisms of a Daniel Johnston or Jad Fair, but its title track and parts of the fretless guitar-scraping “Welcome To My World” elicit more parallels with Partch’s invented ensembles. The closing “Food For The Restless” and the space-cadet-armed “Goodbye To Candy” are mind-benders. And, for a record this bizarre, that’s saying a lot.
Let it be read into the record: this is not a record for most. Too Bad About The Sun seems to almost go out of its way to be confrontational in presentation and vaguely amusical, if I can coin such a term. But, for a person looking for a unique spoken word recording, or a Mehlan enthusiast seeking his work outside of Skeletons and Uumans, Too Bad About The Sun isn’t too bad at all. – Popdose, May 17, 2017