The Bath Road

By Nicholas Hooper

‘It’s bloody cold. You look in the mirror at a face that’s grown old in three years. Three years of plague and inertia. Your world is facing huge problems and you are doing nothing about it. The people who should be governing you have wasted so much money on their dogma and their friends that they have none left to really tackle that harm we are doing to our country, our world. There’s war in Europe. The Russians are seemingly trying to destroy their neighbour with explosives and the world is getting less food, less energy, not because of restraint, but because of destruction!

You are so angry and cold as you look in that mirror which, incidentally, is frosting up. You want to do something you need to do something instead of just cleaning your chattering teeth.’



About Dawnings:
“Every morning at around 5am I get up and go down to my studio. After a short meditation I write down whatever is in my head, giving myself fifteen minutes to do so. Then moving over to the piano (or a more portable instrument like my Ukulele when I'm away), I improvise and record a piece of music inspired by whatever words I just wrote. It is a great way of keeping both my writing and my composing going and I call these small creations Dawnings. They are mostly unedited, like sketches, so that they keep that fresh feeling of an early morning discovery.”

— Nick Hooper