We’ve already told you how much we love Hawnay Troof’s new album, so we thought it was about time we got the brains behind it Vice Cooler to answer out After Hours questions. Judging on his answers he could possibly be my new best friend or something. He loves Weeds, cookies and fried foods. Plus he hates sports. It’s like we were seperated at birth or something.

His album, Islands of Ayle is out now on Southern Records. Continue Reading

The press release I got with this album describes one Vice Cooler, aka Hawnay Troof (well I guess when your real name is already *that* ridiculous…) as a “left-field prodigy” and an “outsider artist”. But I’d describe him as a really ludicrously fucking fun musician.

Islands of Ayle is young Hawnay’s third album but I must admit the first I’ve heard of him, my kneejerk reaction to this record therefore being something along the lines of: “where have you been all my life?” What I basically look for, about 80% of the time in music, this guy delivers in big backbreakingly heavy bundles of fun. Because I don’t want crystalline soundscapes or acoustic mumblings or even the smallest scraps of ‘accomplishment’. I want what might perhaps perfectly be described as “completely fucked-up pop music” (thanks press release). Well, maybe such a large proportion of all the best music wasn’t always *quite* there, but now you just have to look at your Cats In Parises, your Gay Against Yous, your Animal Collectives, your Death Sets, your Dan Deacons, your (RIP) Cutting Pink With Knives- your Hawnay Troofs. Who’s ready for weird fun? Continue Reading