A Review of Energy Whores - 'Hey Hey Hate': A song for the ones who still believe truth matters. Empathy matters. People matter.
- I'm Not From London
- Aug 1
- 2 min read
There’s something deliciously confrontational about ‘Hey Hey Hate’, the latest release from New York’s genre-defying electro-punk-pop collective, Energy Whores.
At surface level, it’s a track made for movement — synths that throb, a beat that drives forward without looking back, and a vocal delivery that’s as sharp as it is sardonic. But scratch just beneath, and you’ll find teeth.
Fronted by the ever-provocative Carrie Schoenfeld, Energy Whores don’t so much flirt with politics as wrestle them into the spotlight. On ‘Hey Hey Hate’, Schoenfeld channels late-night thoughts into a relentless, neon-lit pulse — born in solitude, but clearly intended for collective release. The song’s message is impossible to ignore: a reaction to global unrest, division, and rising intolerance. Yet rather than lean into despair, it meets ugliness with defiance — loud, charged, and unrepentant.
The track sits somewhere between art-rock and post-disco, echoing Talking Heads and Peaches, with just enough chaos to keep it thrilling. It’s slick in execution but never sterile; there’s an ever-present human hand beneath the synths and loops, a kind of scrappy elegance that feels refreshingly intentional. And while the song works brilliantly on a visceral level — it’s absolutely built to be danced to — it leaves a bitter aftertaste, a reminder of the world it’s railing against.
There’s nothing passive about ‘Hey Hey Hate’. It doesn’t whisper; it punches. And in a musical landscape increasingly preoccupied with mood boards and algorithms, that kind of fearless messaging feels not just refreshing, but necessary. Energy Whores aren’t just making tracks — they’re staging interventions.
Truth is hard to tame. But hate? That’s got to stop. Hey Hey Hate is a protest anthem against the rising tide of hate, propaganda, and moral collapse. With bold lyrics and an electrifying beat, it calls for urgent change — and dares to dream of love raining down on a broken world.
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