So you’re laid up in bed with the flu like everyone else, with nothing to do but chug Emergen-C, ride the NyQuil train, and gaze glassy-eyed at hours of DVR’ed shows that you’d usually let languish. When even keeping your eyes open starts to hurt, queue up this mixtape and zonk out to the best in architectural jams.

The tracklist, after the jump.

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