Notes for Fatty Cakes

A collaboration between Julie Groves and poet Andy Spragg as Between Soundings.

To mark the release of Andrew Spragg’s Notes for Fatty Cakes (published by Anything Anymore Anywhere) Between Soundings created a performance event which took place at The Poetry Café in London in October 2011.

Julie created a soundscape to accompany Andy’s live performance of the text, utilising ambient recordings and immediate sound. The sparking of these pre-formed events was facilitated expertly by Matt Cockshutt on Ableton live. Visit Andy at brokenloop.blogspot and Matt at yellotone .

This following excerpt of Notes for Fatty Cakes accompanied the event. Please visit anythinganymoreanywhere to purchase the entire text:

Thanks to Natalie Orme of NODraws for the artwork

Notes for Fatty Cakes

In lieu of having anything to say of FC & I – a secret, early note:

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A court-house;time has passed

but our narrator was insensible to its passing.

I

in the dock

on trial {16th c.: prob. orgi. cant =Flem. dok cage, of unkn. org.}

for a crime of unkn. org.

cracking, a gavel

{19th c.: org. unkn.}

calls the breach

of order to a close.

the Judge parks a unitary behind

and casts all reasonable doubt from the mind.

The gobbling appeals for justice

acquit with flair:

“bound over or be sated,

or

at least shine through.”

What was clear

was that the instruction came:

“That bad heart: let it perpetuate no longer.”

(flocked reporters agreed,

as statements went it chuckled

a few, but all in all or not at all,

as a wise man once decreed.)

The narrator freed, discovers the identity ofthe Judge

once freed from the shadow of the court-house Captain Cakes stripped wig and gown,
pushed lips to lips and consented that it were a jape, such a thing. We were all in
cahoots, puzzlement upon the brow (the metaphoric swelling bosom upon which sleep
abounded now swelled synchronised and thrilled), set course for the sunset.

To & Fro so the cabin goes

To & Fro so the cabin goes

copyright Andrew Spragg 2011