If David Byrne and Brian Eno collaborated with Animal Collective, you might expect a sound like Yeasayer's: with vocal harmonies, complex and ornate instrumentation, electronic accompaniment and clear Eastern influences. In 2007, this Brooklyn-based quartet released their debut LP, All Hour Cymbals, bringing the future and the distant past together in an awkward, but sincere, postmodern embrace. Yeasayer currently play at least a cameo role in a musical movement likely to be seen as quite significant in retrospect, if not immediately so. One day I picture them giving a guest sermon at Byrne's church of evangelical atheists. The drums and strings will be there, the ethereal chanting, the odd fusion style as monks and hipsters syncopate the music with their stomping feet. Can I get an "amen"?