New Disaster

I would have loved Barenaked Ladies’ new song New Disaster based solely on its creative rhyming of prestidigitation: they’re the only band on Earth that could get away with that with such aplomb.

But it’s also a catchy track, with lyrics on the needle of the zeitgeist, and a chorus that’s infected my ears:

Here comes the new disaster

Here comes the end of days

Next up the sweet hereafter

We’ll tell you all about it at the next commercial break

Stay tuned for scary monsters

Watch out for rising tides

But first a word from sponsors

Might be a mess but it’s a hell of a good time