I find that if you like one of David Lynch’s films, you really like all of them. His repertoire is interesting in that way — I don’t think there’s anyone who likes, say, “Mulholland Drive” but not “Blue Velvet,” or vice versa. I’m a member of the happily bizarre demographic that enjoys and embraces all things Lynchian. He’s been freaking me out for nearly a decade, ever since I watched “Eraserhead,” and paused the movie to cry a little midway through. Anyway, I digress. The maestro of all things subtly grotesque and foreboding is at it again with a skin-crawling new music video for the album he released last year, Crazy Clown Time. If you aren’t accustomed to Lynch’s particular brand of edgy, nausea-inducing eccentricity, then steer far, far away, because this video is not the ideal opportunity to give it a try. It’s also definitely not safe for work. Any work. Ever.