Track Listing:

"Pause" (1) - Lubomyr Melnyk - Windmills
"[Untitled]" (1) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"Untitled" - The Jesus Lizard - Goat
"[Untitled]" (2) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"(silence)" - Slapp Happy - Acnalbasac Noom
"[Untitled]" (3) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"Silence" - AMM - AMMMusic
"[Untitled]" (4) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"[Silence]" - Henry Cow - Western Culture
"[Untitled]" (5) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"Untitled" - The Jesus Lizard - Head / Pure
"[Untitled]" (6) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"untitled" - Xiu Xiu & Grouper - Creepshow
"[Untitled]" (7) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"Pause" (2) - Lubomyr Melnyk - Windmills
"[Untitled]" (8) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"[ intermission ]" - Titus Andronicus - The Most Lamentable Tragedy
"[Untitled]" (9) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"(blank)" - Nine Inch Nails - Broken
"[Untitled]" (10) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"And That's How I Choose To Remember It" - Rilo Kiley - The Execution Of All Things
"[Untitled]" (11) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"Untitled" - Banyan - Anytime At All
"[Untitled]" (12) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"Untitled" - The Jesus Lizard - Liar (Bonus Tracks)
"[Untitled]" (13) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"(one minute silence)" - Slapp Happy - Acnalbasac Noom
"[Untitled]" (14) - TV On The Radio - Return To Cookie Mountain
"(Silence)" - Ciccone Youth

Apologies to John Cage, Harpo Marx, and the void.

Silence
by W.J. Turner

    It was bright day and all the trees were still
    In the deep valley, and the dim Sun glowed;
    The clay in hard-baked fire along the hill
    Leapt through dark trunks to apples green and gold,
    Smooth, hard and cold, they shone like lamps of stone:

    They were bright bubbles bursting from the trees,
    Swollen and still among the dark green boughs;
    On their bright skins the shadows of the leaves
    Seemed the faint ghosts of summers long since gone,
    Faint ghosts of ghosts, the dreams of ghostly eyes.

    There was no sound between those breathless hills.
    Only the dim Sun hung there, nothing moved;
    The thronged, massed, crowded multitude of leaves
    Hung like dumb tongues that loll and gasp for air:
    The grass was thick and still, between the trees.

    There were big apples lying on the ground,
    Shining, quite still, as though they had been stunned
    By some great violent spirit stalking through,
    Leaving a deep and supernatural calm
    Round a dead beetle upturned in a furrow.

    A valley filled with dark, quiet, leaf-thick trees,
    Loaded with green, cold, faintly shining suns;
    And in the sky a great dim burning disc! -
    Madness it is to watch these twisted trunks
    And to see nothing move and hear no sound!

    Let's make a noise, Hey!... Hey!... Hullo! Hullo!

Taylor Warren Goff