ENERGY WHORES Planet B

There is something deliciously unsettling about Planet B, the latest offering from Energy Whores, the creative partnership between Carrie Schoenfeld and her New York collaborator Grant. Rather than delivering another predictable anthem wrapped in slogans and righteous indignation, the duo approach ecological collapse from a far more intriguing angle. The song feels less like a rallying cry and more like a mirror held up to humanity’s collective psyche, exposing our strange confidence that another solution will somehow materialise when the consequences finally arrive. It is a work driven by observation rather than accusation, and that restraint makes its message all the more unsettling.

From the outset, Planet B surrounds the listener with an atmosphere that feels both expansive and eerily intimate. Layers of synthesisers rise and dissolve with almost tidal movement, while a steady rhythmic heartbeat establishes an air of inevitability. Schoenfeld’s vocal delivery possesses an unusual detachment, floating above the arrangement with the composure of someone calmly recounting a future they have already accepted. That contrast between the lush soundscape and the coolness of the narration creates a hypnotic tension, drawing the listener deeper into the song’s emotional undercurrents without relying on obvious dramatic flourishes.

Energy Whores continue to justify their “avant electro” identity with remarkable confidence. Grant’s production displays a meticulous attention to detail, balancing cinematic depth with the emotional ambiguity of art rock. Nothing feels excessive, and every sonic texture serves a purpose. The percussion enters with weight and precision, never overwhelming the arrangement but instead enhancing its gradual sense of momentum. The track thrives in unresolved spaces, refusing easy payoffs and embracing complexity with uncommon elegance. There is beauty throughout, but it is a beauty tinged with unease, one that never allows comfort to dilute the seriousness of the ideas being explored.

What ultimately makes Planet B so compelling is its understanding of contradiction. Schoenfeld’s lyrics avoid simplistic narratives of blame or salvation, choosing instead to examine humanity’s peculiar ability to love and damage the same world simultaneously. The irony woven into the title unfolds slowly, revealing itself as a reflection on denial rather than escape. This is not music interested in offering false reassurance or convenient optimism. Instead, Energy Whores provide something far rarer a thoughtful meditation on uncertainty, delivered through richly textured electronic landscapes that reward repeated listening. Planet B stands as a testament to artists unafraid of discomfort, proving that some of the most meaningful music emerges not from answers, but from the courage to sit with difficult questions.

Written by Patrick