Daniel Pinkham is my current pet peeve - his stuff is just plain weird, no shape to it at all, no melody, cluster chords, and we have one of his anthems scheduled for Sunday after next. Certainly singing one of his "compositions" without crashing and burning gives you the satisfaction you get from performing ANY difficult maneuver correctly, but . . . . if I ever meet him I will have to restrain myself from slapping him.
Fortunately we're also singing part of Handel's Chandos No. 6, so that'll take the taste out of my mouth.