Alexandria native Belal Ali aka fuzzylittlebrain - a songwriter in essence and a lead singer in expression - for the past 7 yrs, he has been exploring different band formulae's as a front man w/ alternative group (Portrait Avenue) and electronic trio (Finrod). now, after one year of working back and forth with HIZZ, he finally landed his signature sound. fuzzylittlebrain draws from industrial distortion and alternative songwriting, highlighted by perverted personal lyrics and an impressive vocal palette, with no compromise for heart-felt melodies ::: presenting a well-rounded solo effort on his debut record.

we all feel weird but we all feel the same : a group of judgemental assholes that has so much love to give, but lack the mood to think : 17 tracks from the menaregion's most frustrated kids, sharing a common denomination for emotional angst and sweet disorders.

pink stm (side A) - inner discomforts, rooted in trip-hop feel and slightly peevish vocals. a direct dialogue, full of soft bold tones.

wite ptl (side B // the serenity that follows - embracing the discomfort through ambient synths and background noises, orchestrating a light sense of nostalgia that almost feels like home.

recorded late nights on emotional whims, the two sides balance out bad emotions with good intentions.

Between the intentional and organic, follow the cracks and grains through the clouds to soar as we did before.

As destructive architects they uproot commercial fortresses in their

sonic war-fare, war on apathy, drowning in their screens they fight to defend the relevance of emotions to human function, even if it de-simplifies existence, prevents insurability of routine existence. They chose not to sterilise or simplify their complexes through giving into the facilitation of synthetically induced functional apathy, but to apply and voice internal wars, fruitfully.

لستيفا “اللى هو الدفاتر المتستفة يعني” قبل المجال ما يبقى روش والصوت يبقى رايق ونضيف ومترتب عشان يتباع، الموالد كانت ولسه جزء كبير من ثقافة المصريين و هى الحاجة الوحيدة اللى كان الشارع(اللى هو المكان اللى الناس مبيدفعوش فيه تذاكر يعنى) بينزل يفرح فيها لحد ما اتنقل الصوت من الموالد للأفراح وكانت أول حاجه للتحول دا على حسب ما انا فاكر وانا فى إبتدائى كانت مولد “يا طبيب” و “أبو أصاله- تلاتات تلاتات” وشعبان البغبغان” وناس تانية كتير ، كان النوع دا اسمه الموالد لحد ما الدنيا ساحت فى بعض و جه عمرو حاحا فى فرح وعمل حاجه اسمها “مهرجان العشرين” اللى مليان تحيات عشان النقطة وكدة “النقوط-اللى هو الفلوس اللى بتتاخد عشان آسم اللي بينقط يتقال فى الميكروفون” ودي كانت البدايه لأن الحاجه دي تاخد شكل عشان تتباع بيه واتبنى فكرة بيع “المهرجان” ستديو ١٠٠ نسخة ،”بيع يا باشا” والعيال بقى بيضحك عليها وتسافر عشان يتنططوا قدام الأجانب وياخدوا فلوس ردش و الحدوتة بقت روشه وبتتباع ودخلت سكة الأفلام الرخيصة على إيد السبكى كمان “بيع يا باشا” آو حتى الفيديوهات النضيفة “بيع يا باشا”.