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Jurassic Mass

This Strain of the Self

This Strain of the Self (feat. Fire-Toolz)

Lyrics

Too late little sunshine,
You are too far in the dark.
Too late little sunshine,
I was your hope, and you was mine.

I tried to grasp your pains, your sorrow,
Comforted you in my arms.
Embraced your frightening past and so
Hiding my fears and me behind...

Too late little sunshine,
You are too far in the dark.
Too late little sunshine,
You let me down, you might be right.

It’s true i need your love and caring,
To shine through your eyes.
But emptiness sometimes I’m facing,
Help me to realise.

Fighting with myself, fall to the ground.
Waiting for a hand, that I can’t found.

Too late little sunshine,
You are too far in the dark.
Too late little sunshine,
I was your hope, and you was mine.

Too late little sunshine,
You are too far in the dark.
Too late little sunshine,
Maybe a light can lead us now...

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Too Late Little Sunshine

Black Water - Angus Powell

Alaska

A Very Old Space Station

flakebelly // dandelion

https://linktr.ee/flakebelly
https://songwhip.com/flakebelly

(P) 2023 flakebelly - all rights reserved
(C) 2023 flakebelly - all rights reserved

Dandelion

Buy Me Here!

With warmth beneath each wing
Turning Winter into Spring
The nightingale returns to sing

He Sings The Sun

Running

All og instrumental drum and bass track , no other ppls samples and yes it’s sort of a darker liquid vibe! Much love

Luminous

YOUR SMILE PROD BY PRINCESS BEATS

I Can't Stress This Enough If You Want To Learn The MPC Check Out Ave Mcree's Tutorials, thanks Ave.

TPC #327 Mind (MPC) {Instrumental} 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒅. 𝑩𝒚 Operation O™

An instrumental track, alternative, progressive rock.

Autumn, instrumental rock*

Designed Sadness

#LostFriends
#Friendship
#Memories
#Nostalgia
#Relationships
#Melancholy
#Emotional
#Reflective
#Sadness
#Reminiscing
#Heartache
#MovingOn
#GoodTimes
#MusicDiscovery
#NewMusic
#IndieMusic
#Alternative
#Songwriting
#Lyrics
#SoundCloud

Xamenoi Filoi

Lost Friends

Me and my girlfriend made this song together

Me and Her

Me and her

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Indie, Acoustic & Psychedelic music from The Western Isles of Scotland.

Hidden away in the windswept landscapes of the Outer Hebrides, flakebelly shapes songs that wander between psychedelic indie rock, folk-jazz, and the quiet strangeness of the everyday. Acoustic warmth, blues-stained guitars, jazz-streaked piano, and dreamlike textures fold into each other, creating music that drifts between clarity and haze.

His track In Parks Of Tall Trees found its way to Tom Robinson’s BBC 6 Music Introducing Mixtape, a small ripple in what has become a steady tide of restless ideas. From first picking up a guitar in the late 90s and stumbling through those formative songs in the early 2000s - many of which later resurfaced on Apprentice Green - flakebelly’s path has been one of constant diversion and reinvention. The early singles collections - The Orkney Tapes (2022) and The Christmas Morning Outcome (2023) - were restless, experimental documents of sound-searching, sketchbooks where ideas were tested, broken apart, and pieced together again in the pursuit of a voice. Those experiments fed directly into the indie-folk EP Behaviours (2022), the rough-edged Lo Fidelity (2024), and the kaleidoscopic album Apprentice Green (2024), described by SNACK Magazine as “like being Alice in Wonderland, transported through a maze of moments in flakebelly’s imagination.”

Now comes The Boy In The Diving Bell - out now - a 17-track reckoning with past ghosts, unfinished business, and the fragments of memory that refuse to settle. It is a psych alt-folk soup of acoustic laments, fractured tape loops, and warped dreamscapes. Much of the sound was dragged through the teeth of a battered 1960s reel-to-reel, used not as a recorder but as an instrument - reels halted, jolted, rewound, coaxed into blurples, screeches, and ghostly echoes. Mistakes are left in, first takes are preferred, imperfections celebrated. The result is an antidote to the sterilised sheen of digital perfection and the creeping spread of AI-reproduced music: deliberately irregular, defiantly human. In keeping with that spirit, the album is not available on Spotify or Apple Music. It lives on Bandcamp, CD, and vinyl, with a single concession to SoundCloud’s chaos.

The Boy In The Diving Bell is only the beginning - the first of three interconnected albums, the demos for which are already written. Yet even as that arc unfolds, flakebelly has begun detouring into a very different landscape: a new project built from vinyl samples, drum loops, and dirty guitars driven through vintage outboard gear, cassette recorders, and battered mixers. It is dark, abrasive, and deliberately uncomfortable - sound pushed to the point of collapse, distorted tape glued together with transformer saturation, live mixes through old delay units, dials twisted until frequencies scream. If The Diving Bell trilogy is haunted by memory, this parallel work dives into raw sound destruction and the strange beauty of degradation.

True to his solitary instincts, flakebelly writes, records, and produces everything from his home studio. The result is music that feels lived-in and handmade - always shifting, never fixed, and forever searching for new shapes in the sound.

All socials: @flakebelly //

"Extensive and wildly eclectic sonic adventures" - Tom Robinson, BBC 6 Music

"flakebelly is ultimately the sort of the artist we need more of – a genuine weirdo-auteur carving his own path purely for the love of the game." - Lewis Wade, Is This Music?

"Refreshingly individual and very likeable" - Neil March, Trust The Doc Media

Dandelion

flakebelly

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