From their early years as the dystopic darlings of the underground Reykjavík scene to their 2019 media takeover at the Eurovision Song Contest, the BDSM-clad lads of Hatari have always been a puzzle. At once shrouded in secrecy while also relentlessly attention-grabbing, the band has consistently strutted the fine leather line between sincerity and satire. Are they performance artists? Serious political activists? Professional trolls? Kinkster exhibitionists? Or, as their name would suggest, haters? The trio sat down—sans chains, masks, and political bribes—to talk with the Grapevine about their origins, the new album, and the next stage of hate.