Bobby is telling us all this from LA, but his roots actually lie 5,500 miles away in Wakefield, West Yorkshire. When the prospect of Anemone came up, set in Sheffield as it is, and featuring local icon Sean Bean, he says it was “a dream project”. Not least because, with his and Ronan’s shared love of shoegaze, and the director’s grand vision of England’s North, rather than as a few terraced streets, it gave Bobby a chance to express it as he feels it.
“There’s a world where someone would like look at a film like this, see the landscape, and be like, ‘Well, let's just get the felt piano out…’” he laughs. “I love his work, but if you look at a filmmaker like Ken Loach, there's a tendency to make those places feel really small and really intimate. And I love that Ronan kind of had this lens on it where he made it really expand. And I think that's where the shoegaze elements in the music came from.
“We really wanted to avoid this ‘BBC drama’ kind of world. It felt like it wanted something different.”
‘Different’ has always been Bobby’s thing. Growing up as a fan of metal and punk who saw Slayer before he was even a teen, he says he’s always been attracted to “dark stuff” and unusual art. As a child, his interest in his father’s instrument led to taking classical guitar lessons – a skill that is to playing rock guitar like what mastering Latin is to ordering a beer on holiday – while, following in the footsteps of his DJ mother, he was gifted a set of decks for his 16th birthday.
As a teen, he developed an obsession with film, the odder the better.
“For Christmas every year I would get the Time Out Film Bible, which, to most people, is probably one of the most mindfully boring books that exists. There’s no photos or anything, just all their film reviews collected together.”
Diligently, he’d go through, making lists of films and directors he needed to get more familiar with, which he’d then tape off the telly, and watch early in the morning before heading to school.
“BBC Two and Channel Four were just fucking amazing at that time. They'd have, like, a month of avant-garde Asian cinema, or weird horror – stuff that you just couldn't see anywhere else.”
Meanwhile, his older brother’s influence saw him discovering everything from hip-hop to Morbid Angel and more sinister metal sounds, as well as artists like Squarepusher. Eventually, one-man black metal acts like Leviathan and Xasthur, and the more dronesome likes of Sunn O)) and Earth would begin inspiring him as to the possibilities of music beyond writing just songs, but creating a whole world. When he started for himself, convention didn’t come into it.
“That led me into experiments of down-tuning everything and sampling stuff and taking it way down in pitch,” he remembers. “I'd get the woofers from speakers, and I'd put different materials on it, and I'd just play like bass tones through it and watch how it resonated different stuff.”
His two albums as The Haxan Cloak, 2011’s eponymous debut, and 2013’s chilling Excavation, were like nothing else around at the time. Or, indeed, since. With no actual style to class it under, beyond the vaguest of ‘dark-ambient’ or ‘experimental’, his description of those early fascinations with vibration, and of sitting in the shed at his parents’ house toying with what weird sounds he could get from cellos and violins, will do. When we tell him we found it like listening to the Psycho soundtrack while in the throes of hangxiety, he laughs in approval.
“Even my parents being as adventurous as they were, and kind of what music they would listen to, even they’d go, ‘Yeah, I don't know where your degree [in music and visual art] has gone. This is pretty weird.”