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Tim Arnold

“Libraries gave us power”
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#BeautifulDays #Festival #writer #poet #Devon #TheLevellers #Music #Singer #Misfits #love #rebel #freak #colour #family #beauty #dream #romance #power #freedom #expression #instagood #manicstreetpreachers
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“Libraries gave us power”
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#BeautifulDays #Festival #writer #poet #Devon #TheLevellers #Music #Singer #Misfits #love #rebel #freak #colour #family #beauty #dream #romance #power #freedom #expression #instagood #manicstreetpreachers

3 days ago

Tim Arnold

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!!!*** Qué 😂 alegría saludarte nuevamente Tim Arnold, Dios Todopoderoso te bendiga infinitamente, a Tu Hermosa 👪 Familia, a tus Compañeros de trabajo y a tu querido auditorio de todas partes del mundo., que te vaya bien mis mejores deseos de la Maestra Blanca Esparza y su grande Familia, bueno de parte de mis hermanos y mis hijas, Cuídate mucho, bendiciones.***!!!

3 weeks ago

Tim Arnold

“I’ll be able to meet Kate Bush?” my only recently broken voice yelped down the telephone as my brother Toby promptly answered “We’ll be working! But you never know. Don’t be late.” and he hung up the phone.

At age 17, I’d been back in the UK for a few years and had only recently begun writing songs for my first band. The idea of being in the same room as the artist who was partly responsible for me wanting to return to England was giving me the jitters. Delius, Oh England My Lionheart and the Ivy adorning her hair like a pagan princess on the front cover of the biography I had bought were all paving stones that led me back to my journey into music, Druidry and old Albion. I loved Spain, but the appeal of Flamenco and Picasso would have to wait. I yearned for William Blake, Shakespeare, Quentin Crisp and…Kate Bush. And I made the personal sacrifice of leaving my mother at age of 13 to submerge myself in all of them.
My brother had already worked on the music videos for The Sensual World. I’d used all his photographs from the film set for my Art G.C.S.E coursework. I still had photos from This Woman’s Work and The Sensual World stuck up on the wall of my room where I was boarding in Hertfordshire. I lived between the songs, discovering the work of Nigel Kennedy, Trio Bulgarka, Michael Nyman, @Mick Karn and James Joyce. Kate Bush wasn’t just an artist, she was a portal into a world that I couldn’t wait to inhabit and between my imagination and some rare occurrences of blessed synchronicity, I have inhabited ever since.

The film studio was in North London somewhere. I had listened to my brother and take note of his very serious tone. I was not late. I was extra early. I was shown in to a massive film studio, air-hanger like (or at least it felt massive to me at the time). I walked over to Toby where he was sitting behind a large monitor. I could see the folds of what looked like flower pattern curtains swaying across the screen. Then all of a sudden the camera panned out and revealed it was in fact Kate Bush dancing through a river of fruit. My brother raised his eyebrows at me, flicked his head up and pointed over the monitor. I followed his finger and saw that she was dancing about 20 feet away from us. He said I could go a bit nearer, so I made my way a little closer to where all the action was. Cameramen, grips, producers, hair and make up – I’d never seen anything like it and hardly imagined it would only be two years before I was making my own music videos with a similar kind of team employed to make 4 minutes of music look as perfect as it sounded. I’d walked into an art-form. And I was hooked.

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted two people who looked quite similar to each other. I gasped as I realised one of them was Lindsay Kemp. The other man, whom I didn’t recognise, was (I was told later) Lindsay’s double - an actor and performance artist called Jud Charlton. It would be another four years before I would see Jud again and then another ten years before he would come to play an integral part of my life as the Emcee for my 'The Soho Hobo' album. Lindsay, I would not work with until 25 years later, who oddly, came to know of my work because of The Soho Hobo. The memory of seeing those two talented strangers when I was 17 still fills me with a gentle assurance that I have always been on some sort of path, because they both ended up becoming dear friends, both whom I have worked with and shared some of my birthdays with over the years,all of which was down to my big brother.

In the middle of the trance I found myself in, I suddenly heard the words ‘Cut! That’s a wrap”. Everything stopped. The music, the lights, and the beautiful dancer miming to a song about fruit that I had just heard for the first time (Eat The Music).

Kate Bush got down from the trail of fruit, walked across the studio, vaguely in my direction, looked up and said:

“Thanks Tim!”

I was stunned. I remembered opening my mouth as no words whatsoever came to me. The crew all gathered round her, someone passed her a bottle of water, another person was carrying a packet of Silk Cut, another person was whispering something in her ear about the take. And then I realised she had said “Thanks Team”. Not Tim.
She walked past me on her way to another monitor and as she did, a very easy smile spread across her face as she caught my eye for a nano-second and said “Hi”.
I turned round at my brother who was cheekily and lovingly grinning his face off. He knew how much it meant to me.
I spent the whole day at the studio and at the end of the shoot, my brother and I and the rest of the crew were invited to help ourselves to all the fruit she had been dancing through. I’d never had mangos or papaya before. I lived on nothing else for the rest of the week.
Happy 60th Birthday Kate. Thank you for sharing your gift with all of us - what is to me, a lifetime of inspiration and a bona fide legacy, from watching you work behind the scenes to the theatrical magic of Before The Dawn at The Apollo. And thank you for sending the flowers. I hope you got mine. Tx

An article from katebushnews.com about that special day: bit.ly/2Osgz68
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“I’ll be able to meet Kate Bush?” my only recently broken voice yelped down the telephone as my brother Toby promptly answered “We’ll be working! But you never know. Don’t be late.” and he hung up the phone.

At age 17, I’d been back in the UK for a few years and had only recently begun writing songs for my first band. The idea of being in the same room as the artist who was partly responsible for me wanting to return to England was giving me the jitters. Delius, Oh England My Lionheart and the Ivy adorning her hair like a pagan princess on the front cover of the biography I had bought were all paving stones that led me back to my journey into music, Druidry and old Albion. I loved Spain, but the appeal of Flamenco and Picasso would have to wait. I yearned for William Blake, Shakespeare, Quentin Crisp and…Kate Bush. And I made the personal sacrifice of leaving my mother at age of 13 to submerge myself in all of them.
My brother had already worked on the music videos for The Sensual World. I’d used all his photographs from the film set for my Art G.C.S.E coursework. I still had photos from This Woman’s Work and The Sensual World stuck up on the wall of my room where I was boarding in Hertfordshire. I lived between the songs, discovering the work of Nigel Kennedy, Trio Bulgarka, Michael Nyman, @Mick Karn and James Joyce. Kate Bush wasn’t just an artist, she was a portal into a world that I couldn’t wait to inhabit and between my imagination and some rare occurrences of blessed synchronicity, I have inhabited ever since.

The film studio was in North London somewhere. I had listened to my brother and take note of his very serious tone. I was not late. I was extra early. I was shown in to a massive film studio, air-hanger like (or at least it felt massive to me at the time). I walked over to Toby where he was sitting behind a large monitor. I could see the folds of what looked like flower pattern curtains swaying across the screen. Then all of a sudden the camera panned out and revealed it was in fact Kate Bush dancing through a river of fruit. My brother raised his eyebrows at me, flicked his head up and pointed over the monitor. I followed his finger and saw that she was dancing about 20 feet away from us. He said I could go a bit nearer, so I made my way a little closer to where all the action was. Cameramen, grips, producers, hair and make up – I’d never seen anything like it and hardly imagined it would only be two years before I was making my own music videos with a similar kind of team employed to make 4 minutes of music look as perfect as it sounded. I’d walked into an art-form. And I was hooked.

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted two people who looked quite similar to each other. I gasped as I realised one of them was Lindsay Kemp. The other man, whom I didn’t recognise, was (I was told later) Lindsay’s double - an actor and performance artist called Jud Charlton. It would be another four years before I would see Jud again and then another ten years before he would come to play an integral part of my life as the Emcee for my The Soho Hobo album. Lindsay, I would not work with until 25 years later, who oddly, came to know of my work because of The Soho Hobo. The memory of seeing those two talented strangers when I was 17 still fills me with a gentle assurance that I have always been on some sort of path, because they both ended up becoming dear friends, both whom I have worked with and shared some of my birthdays with over the years,all of which was down to my big brother.

In the middle of the trance I found myself in, I suddenly heard the words ‘Cut! That’s a wrap”. Everything stopped. The music, the lights, and the beautiful dancer miming to a song about fruit that I had just heard for the first time (Eat The Music).

Kate Bush got down from the trail of fruit, walked across the studio, vaguely in my direction, looked up and said:

“Thanks Tim!”

I was stunned. I remembered opening my mouth as no words whatsoever came to me. The crew all gathered round her, someone passed her a bottle of water, another person was carrying a packet of Silk Cut, another person was whispering something in her ear about the take. And then I realised she had said “Thanks Team”. Not Tim.
She walked past me on her way to another monitor and as she did, a very easy smile spread across her face as she caught my eye for a nano-second and said “Hi”.
I turned round at my brother who was cheekily and lovingly grinning his face off. He knew how much it meant to me.
I spent the whole day at the studio and at the end of the shoot, my brother and I and the rest of the crew were invited to help ourselves to all the fruit she had been dancing through. I’d never had mangos or papaya before. I lived on nothing else for the rest of the week.
Happy 60th Birthday Kate. Thank you for sharing your gift with all of us - what is to me, a lifetime of inspiration and a bona fide legacy, from watching you work behind the scenes to the theatrical magic of Before The Dawn at The Apollo. And thank you for sending the flowers. I hope you got mine. Tx

An article from katebushnews.com about that special day: http://bit.ly/2Osgz68

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I met a poet by the bandstand at midnight. We talked bards, chilli and W.B Yeats. 12 hours later we were performing on stage. Everyone should create, and put an end to the art that never gets made. Thank you @SJSwords for the invitation and the inspiration. 🙏🏻 Tx #BeautifulDays

Peter Tatchell (@PeterTatchell ) talks tomorrow Sun19 Sep at @BDsfestival in The Rebel Tent. Tx

11am - sex education
12pm - economic democracy
3pm - future of the left
4.30pm - Syria

#BeThere #PeterTatchell #WhatLoveWouldWant

THIS was beautiful. Thanks @CharlieGranby @indevine @Tania_Latitude and everyone at @LatitudeFest for giving me such a beautiful memory I will hold onto tightly forever! Tx

#Latitude #latitudefestival #Music #Film

Tim Arnold - Latitude Festival 2018 https://t.co/aEwkzSBysd

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