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PHANTOGRAM • TUMBLR IRL 

Phantogram have released their third album. It’s called, Three. 

With songs that explore how we may find calm amongst chaos, the duo have aptly selected Ben Zank to collaborate on a special Tumblr IRL. As you listen to the album, scroll through the photography, which will be rolling out all week right here. 

Oh, and there’s a whole thing in Boulder too, thanks to our friends at Ice Breakers Mints. The band have planned a super intimate, one-of-a-kind performance to pair with the visuals that Ben created. 

Our first Tumblr IRL to hit the Mountain Time Zone, and we’re damn proud of it.

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Eastern Colorado

I’ve had a few of my COLORADO fallowers ask about the other Colorado blogs I fallow. So…. Please reblog or ❤️ this only if your in Colorado !

Aitor Renteria (Spanish, b. Bilbao, Spain) - 1: Untitled, 2016, Oil on Panel  2: Untitled, 2013, Watercolors  3: En El Pasillo (In The Corridor), 2015, Watercolors on Paper  4: Exit, 2014, Watercolors

Earlier today I imposed on a photo shoot that a friend of mine was doing and I was able to get the model to pose for this shot. I have been wanting to get a shot like this for a couple of years.

Okay that's pretty cool.

Always wanted to try this… not sure why I’ve never asked the girl to do it. How do you even ask someone to do this on you anyway? Is there a name for it? O.o

Robert Frost - October O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all. The crows above the forest call; Tomorrow they may form and go. O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow. Make the day seem to us less brief. Hearts not averse to being beguiled, Beguile us in the way you know. Release one leaf at break of day; At noon release another leaf; One from our trees, one far away. Retard the sun with gentle mist; Enchant the land with amethyst. Slow, slow! For the grapes’ sake, if they were all, Whose leaves already are burnt with frost, Whose clustered fruit must else be lost— For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

35mm B&W film

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