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The Art of Grouplove and Portugal. The Man

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Marketing Factory is a supporter of the arts – all forms. We also produce the annual Honda Civic Tour. This year, we created a promotion to combine art and music.

The Civic Tour Art Gallery was created because Hannah Hooper (Grouplove) and John Gourley (Portugal. The Man) are both…

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Portugal. The Man at Marymoor Park

Photography by Avi Loud

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Anthony Green Releases ‘Prevention Songs’ With All Proceeds Going Towards Suicide Prevention

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It’s been a heavy week in the news. Anthony Green has responded in his own way by releasing Prevention Songs, two tracks where all proceeds will go towards the American Association of Suicide Prevention. Stream and download below after the jump.

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I was a fool
Numb and deranged
Far from my home
Away from my heart
I was a joke, nobody cared
She got uncomfortable
She was so scared
I don’t want anyone else to see, nothing is true
I wanna do anything I can to stay here with you
I don’t know why
You ever had
to leave
Please forgive me
Please forgive me….


-Anthony Green : I’m sorry for everything I’ve ever done

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hands down one of the best moments of my life, just listen no one person in that room is not singing 

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I exist. It’s sweet, so sweet, so slow. And light: you’d think it floated all by itself. It stirs. It brushes by me, melts and vanishes. Gently, gently. There is bubbling water in my mouth. I swallow. It slides down my throat, it caresses me - and now it comes up again into my mouth. For ever shall I have a little pool of whitish water in my mouth - lying low - grazing my tongue. And this pool is still me. And the tongue. And the throat is me.

My thought is me: that’s why I can’t stop. I exist because I think … and I can’t stop myself from thinking. At this very moment - it’s frightful - if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing.

Nausea, Jean-Paul Sartre (via baudelaireflaneur)
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We accept the reality of the world with which we are presented

- The Truman Show (1998)

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