Things Could Be Worse

Sometimes I complain about the music at church. There's one song we've dubbed "The Gloria Hoedown" and a version of the memorial acclamation (Christ has died, Christ has risen...) that sounds like a ripoff of the Beatles' "Come Together". And then there was the time when our extremely talented organ player was forced to bang out a song that sounded strangely like the theme from Gilligan's Island. Yet with all of that, I can still be thankful that I have yet to witness something like this at church:



Maybe that version will be in the next edition of the hymnal, possibly between selections from this album (H/T Ironic Catholic's blog):



Right now, it seems that only time will tell.