Blurring the boundaries between safety and horror, Video Psychedelic Hockey Mask is the perfect film for the hockey fan…and the horror film fan? The one-hour long video features an all-star cast of one goaltender’s mask popularized by numerous hockey goalies and crazed killers. From the creator of Video Pizza, this video features 60 minutes of psychedelia as the mask spins its way to high heaven. This one-of-a-kind experience, produced by Wolf Choir Home Video, is a must have for any person who wears costumes, is preparing to be a psychotic murderer, or who loves rotating things soaked in golden hues.
Robbie Augspurger liked his 2 page spread in B/D Book 3 so much, he made this super meta-meta representation of a photo of a photo of a photo of a….wait. Anyway, here is an image of his contribution resting on an amazing Ionic-period Roman column/plinth held by the same people, in the same outfits… in the photo! My future self seriously just went back in time on the most excellent adventure and bogus journey all at once. More images of Book 3 and his spread floating in timeless cosmos and dusty gradient-ridden liminal spaces below.
Are you ready for love? Are you prepared for savage, unbridled, intense, ultra mega romance? Then you might be suave enough to handle this “one of a kind way to spend the evening.” Photographer Robbie Augspurger (who was featured in Book 3) sent us a DVD of The Original Video Pizza. Needless to say, Ziggy and I were excited to enjoy “the soothing sound of sizzling” in a pizza-filled hour of pure retro rawness. The DVD case is just as amazing as the actual video, featuring a quote from Rope McCord, who simply states that he loves pizza movies. Not only does Video Pizza add “the perfect ambience to any party experience” but also, there are “no pizza boxes to clean up” and “no waiting for it to be ready”. The party of a lifetime is waiting for you… after the jump.
Robbie Augspurger’s halo-framed, serious soft lit yearbook style photos of meta-mockingly universal avant-garde hipsters kind of look like every kid I went to art school with. Alone, meditative, satirically pleased in their undulous Alanis Morisette-induced irony, they hold symbols of their trade. Cheap beer, American Apparel headbands, bushy beards, outmoded key-tars, bad/good sunglasses (including post-op laser eye surgery senior citizen style & your weird Uncle’s shades) and Bill Cosby sweaters. You know the type. I can’t explain why simple headshots of people who look like extras in a Miranda July/Michael Cera movie, done in tasteful/tasteless late 80’s/early 90’s Kodachrome, are so endlessly amusing. But they are. Robie also does wedding portraiture. Fitting though, right?