Today is Valentine's Day, which means that you'd better get your ass over to Purdy's, where the lineup is no doubt already out the door and probably snaking around the block. 

Because's it's February 14, chances are that you're thinking about love. Maybe about how you're so smitten with a certain someone that you'd follow them into a fog-swirled forest straight out of The Evil Dead.

Perhaps you've been dumped so badly, Valentine's Day makes you feel like sending a former paramour a bloody dripping heart in a box, mostly because that's a perfect metaphor for what—in addition to your self-respect—has been unceremoniously ripped out of you.

Maybe you're so all in that you'd happily follow someone to the afterlife. Imagine being undead with an immortal beloved, taking long walks down by the river Styx with a bottle of human blood in one hand and a bag of fresh flesh-flavoured potato chips in the other.

Or it's possible that you've been alone for so long that you've developed a whopping case of the dreaded hairy palms, not to mention a sad appreciation for the "Orgasm Addict" line "It's a labour of love fucking yourself to death."

Whatever your situation, the new "Werewolf Valentine" video from Mariah Scary has something for you. 

The band features a moonlighting Steve Bays (Mounties, ex-Hot Hot Heat) and Cary Pratt (Prairie Cat), who first surfaced as a duo last Xmas with a seasonal offering titled "Spooky Christmas". 

Walking ancient ground first explored by the likes of the Pixies, Weezer, and the sadly underrated Nada Surf, Mariah Scary went the truly DIY route with the video for "Werewolf Valentine", which features actress Siobhan Williams (Welcome to Marwen, Deadly Class). 

Bays, Pratt, Williams, and director Sarah Lemmon shot and edited the clip themselves, presumably also taking the reins on a makeup job that would impress both Rick Baker, John Landis, and the dude famous for dancing his ass off in those old Dr Pepper commercials.

Sit back and enjoy, whether you're planning to be fucking like a rabbit by the fireplace this Valentine's, or crying by yourself on the sofa with nothing but a Costco-sized box of Turtles to keep you company.