I've had a fair amount of post-colonial baloney already this year - young though 2010 might still be - and somehow this enforced exposure to stuff I can no longer believe in has caused my poor brain to play the same, seemingly related track by The Flaming Lips on an endless mental loop:
Yes, I know - it's all only by analogy, but it might well be my own little hymn for the past year and the years to come.
Unfortunately, there's no decent video to be found, only the typical sad mobile phone recordings of open-air festivals. So I've gone for the sound quality rather than the visuals.
And here for the holistic experience: