The

Bath BurpAugust 2012 MUSIC * POETRY * ART Issue 15

Magazine contributions: contact@thebathburp.co.uk

CD contributions: music@thebathburp.co.uk

Special thanks to Bloomfield Computing & Studios Ltd for

burning this month’s CD. Front cover image by the wonderful

Bob Shaw: mattbobshaw.deviantart.com/gallery. Visit him, he’d

visit you.

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I’m getting old, and have only just realised that what i thought

was ‘grabbing life by the balls’ was infact ‘repeatedly kicking

the balls until life had become a dead eyed eunich’.

It’s too late now, you guys go on without me. I shall walk into a

small copse or crouch under a hedgerow, so as not to blight the

serene view with my rotting and no doubt comically prostrate naked

body. Why naked? i took my clothes off of course, and gave them to

a charity shop. They were very grateful, but did request that i

remove my nude self from the building. Fair play, i look horrible

naked. May the beasts make a feast of me, and so enter me into the

circle of animals eating dead stuff.

Actually, that sounds rubbish. i’ll get packing and come along

with you.

Lots of Love

Mr David Selby

EDITORIAL

Jessika Short

I Have Absorbed Your Sleep

I have absorbed your sleep

And now, It weighs me down

Laden, Like a cloud I walk

I press my weight against your face

My eyes pushing through you

As I wash by, in a heated wind

Thin and reaching

Thick with thought

You close yours

As my heat envelopes your face

We come eye to eye

Gliding, then gone

In passing, something old reaches out

A bridge is built, between your gut and my mouth

People walk down from my height and fill your stomach

Your skin stretching with their weight.

Then we move.

Our bridge begins to crack

The painted iron starts to flake

And the weight of all those people push it further

A gaping hole opens beneath their feet

And they fall

Into space

Lost

Somewhere between us

But our feet get stuck in their dead

And this note that rings

Can we hold it

As it holds us

Blind

You reach out, but the distance is not a reachable

one

I try to speak, but the distance is not a speakable

one

Time starts to fly.

The slow history we had been building suddenly rushes

past

We are left, in a vast, empty space

Alone

Face

To face

No paint to cover our naked bones

Our iron nuts and bolts are the bare flat colour of

steel

I reach out and feel the cold surface of you

You try to speak

Your mouth opens like a vast cavern and swallows me

And I am inside you now

Heavy on your heart

Whispering

Secrets

To your organs

By Poppy Pitt

NINA BRAISBY

The images are drawn using pencil, makeup brushes,

eyeshadow and mascara. Nina used to be a make up

artist. www.facebook.com/nina.marie.754

COLOURS

Why is the world trying to persuade me that

race-hate is race-fate?

 

Like if every creed carved out their own chess piece the

board

would still be black and white and there’d be no peace?

 

Am I really supposed to believe for a second that every

second man, feeling second hand doesn’t have one damn

second, man, to think about the next guy?

 

Why do I feel that the whites hating the blacks and

the blacks hating the browns is just a revolving wheel,

if it spins fast enough the colours all blur…seriously.

 

Instead everyone seems to want to stick the brakes on,

let it all keep on breaking up

like waves on the cliffs of stubborn ignorance….

funny the great one’s in Dover are white… see my point?

 

Put it into context, don’t try to con the text or the

writer

for that matter and especially not the speaker!

 

 

Tower Blocks – Building Blocks

Poor and Excluded – Poor Excuses

Role Models – Media Brothels

 

You call it one thing, I’ll make it another – for better or

worse.

 

But I’ll never be the hater.

 

That’s gotta be something close to bravery, right?

 

Stuart Waddicor

Queen Organiser - Heidi holds it all together, makes sure

we all do our jobs on time, and collects all the creative

content together. She basically makes it all happen and is a

star.

The Illustrator - Bob does all the front cover drawings

and, this month aside, he draws all the comic strips for the

middle pages of The Burp. One seriously talented artist.

This month we’re very honoured to be able to show, in glorious

black and white, the portraits Malcolm Ashman painted of four

members of The Bath Burp Team, as part of the faces{Bath}

project.

www.facebook.com/pages/FacesBath

Co-founder / Printer - Ben lays out The Burp each month and

chaperones through the CD content. He also writes things

like this block of text, and regularly misses meetings.

There are a whole bunch of other volunteers who also make The

Bath Burp happen, including our very own webman and raffle

sorcerers, our folding and stapling team, the shops that sell

The Burps, the people that buy them, and of course the artists,

writers and musicians who contribute to it. Thanks folks!

Co-founder / Editor - Dave provides the voice of The Burp

with his editorials each month. The Burp was founded by these

two after a drunken chat at The Royal Oak, to show that lots

of creative and talented people live and work here. Prove us

right, send in your contributions for the next issue.

The Bath Burp Editors are on show at Faces{Bath} first pop-up

exhibition at the Guildhall, High Street Bath until the 5th

August. If you missed that then visit the Royal United Hospital

(main entrance, through the Atrium and turn right),  Combe

Park, Bath from the 3rd October until 30th November.

The Burp’s Creative Busy Bee Heidi Lee-Sperring has

decorated a Swan for Wells which is on display in Heri-

tage Courtyard behind the Cathedral. Remember the

Pigs and Lions of Bath? There are 60 swans on display

around the city and they will be auctioned to raise

money for charity in October. For more information

please visit www.swansofwells.com

Dave Selby - Man

What’s on this month’s CD, ft. Bath Folk Festival

1. Safe with me, by Stevie Jo Dooley. www.steviejodooley.com,

www.facebook.com/steviejodooleymusic

2. Skyfall, by Catmandu, ft Ruby Brown. Written as an

alternative theme tune for the next James Bond movie.

www.catmandumusic.co.uk

3. TARANTULA, by Muddy Miles, Bristol based and played The

Royal Oak in June. www.muddymilesband.co.uk

BATH FOLK FESTIVAL SECTION - www.bathfolkfestival.org

4. Cuckoo, performed by Jimmy Aldridge and Sid Goldsmith.

Winners of the 2nd heat in the New Shoots competition for the

Bath Folk Festival 2012. jimmyaldridgeandsidgoldsmith1.

bandcamp.com

5. Big John Macneill, Malibu Abu, by Jon Hicks, playing on

Sunday 19th August at Widcombe Social club with Spiers and

Boden and Bob and Gill Berry 4pm-7pm

6. Snow, by Effra, a folk trio playing original traditional-

sounding tunes with a bold contemporary twist. They are

playing at Green Park Tavern with Jez Hellard and the Djukella

orchestra on Wednesday 15th August

7. The Sunset, by Inu, who are playing Friday 17th August with

Spiro and Cliff Stapleton 9-12pm

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8. Delightedly Slow, by Leonie Evans, who has just released her

solo EP which you can stream at leonieevans.bandcamp.com.

9. If…, by Budada, recently returned to the UK from playing

shows in Hong Kong where they also released their debut EP

‘City of Workers’ www.facebook.com/budada.band

10. One More Reason, by Southern Drop. These fine folks are

playing The Bath Burp Launch. www.myspace.com/southerndrop

11. Redemption, by Southern Drop

12. Red Hooded Girl (piano version), by JOE LOUVAINE ft. Ella

Squirrell, They are also playing.

13. Daniel ISAKONGO / EXPLOSIVE Nzakomba, playing at the Taste

of Africa event at Bath City Farm on the 1st September. www.

myspace.com/explosivenzakomba

Send your tracks / poems to music@thebathburp.co.uk