The ever-rad My Gold Mask look like they're trapped in David Lynch's B-roll on this video, frozen forever in time with the cabaret singer in Mulholland Drive and the creepy demon girl from Ringu (yeah, we know he didn't direct that). Those are actually two filmic parallels to this clip, and perfectly matched to this deceptively poppy dark jam, but you've got to give credit to the upped creep-out factor their low-res Pixelvision cam lent to it. (Look at us pretending we know everything about filmmaking!)