Doja Cat - Planet Her Music Album Reviews

Doja Cat - Planet Her Music Album Reviews
The third album from the extremely chaotic pop star, battle rapper, and edgelord is a thrilling ride that puts her eclecticism on full display.

Doja Cat is a triple threat: a pop star, an edgelord, and a hottie. On the surface, she resembles an e-girl making fart jokes who’d peak at 70,000 Twitter followers more than a masterful, total-package artist. Or the intensely hermetic version of that: a popular, anonymous forum shitposter everyone assumes is a man because the assumption is women—Black women, especially—mobilize against offense instead of causing it.

On June 11, Doja released the second single, “Need to Know,” from her third studio album, Planet Her. It’s one of three tracks from the album produced by hitmaker Dr. Luke (and they’re not the best ones, the Y2k-produced ones are). Dr. Luke is better known these days for his legal battle with Kesha regarding allegations of assault. Like many women, Doja entered into a working relationship with a man before the whole story came to light, which, in our modern world, isn’t that scandalous. What is scandalous, however, is Doja’s track record of not performing penitence for her audience. Whether it’s using of the f-slur in her apology for using the f-slur or her perceived indifference following a “showing feet in racial chatrooms” brouhaha, Doja isn’t ensnared by the predictability of pop stardom.

Planet Her is a kaleidoscope of pop versatility that benefits greatly from a market that currently values eclecticism. It feels both premeditated and casual, well-crafted yet trenchantly frivolous. All of Doja’s music—from her early SoundCloud offerings to 2019’s Hot Pink—is perfunctory and unpretentious. Whether it’s her lackadaisical enunciation or carefree lyrical quips, she doesn’t need to recapitulate retro aesthetics as a gimmick (Miley Cyrus and Dua Lipa), eschew long-term replay value in favor of chasing TikTok hits (Megan Thee Stallion), or attempt to out-diva her peers by misguidedly channeling her efforts into sentimental ballads nobody wants to hear.

She entertains and enthralls with minimal effort, especially in her delivery. Doja, who is often accused of jacking flows (namely Kendrick Lamar’s), can rap adroitly like Nicki Minaj. (She shouts Minaj out at the end of “Get Into It (Yuh).”) Her hyponasal vocal switch-ups—including the deployment of a nonspecific African accent (likely inspired by her own heritage) in “Woman” on Planet Her and “Got to Town” off of Amala aren’t theft, but rather evidence of her chameleonic, limitless flows and intonations.

From the introductory guitar chords and anguished operatic background vocals of “Alone” to the 808s of “Options,” Doja Cat skates on Planet Her’s impeccable production. But her candy-sweet melodies are the star, whether it’s the crystalline falsetto in “Love to Dream” or the way her voice flutes up to a “woohoo” in the chorus of “I Don’t Do Drugs.” In “You Right,” the longing and yearning in her restrained pre-chorus segues effortlessly into a resigned hook. But Planet Her’s true standouts draw on the same cinematic, life-affirming spirit that propelled Hot Pink’s “Bottom Bitch”: The harpsichord-assisted digicore of “Payday,” ft. Young Thug; the uniquely Black girl celebration of life contained in “Get Into It (Yuh)” as it encapsulates the two seconds that preempt twerking—the pre-leg kick—while Doja rattles off the prerequisites to “get into it.” (“And if she ain’t she got a butt, fuck it, get into it, yuh.”)

Even “Kiss Me More,” which shares attributes with other songs you might hear while perusing Forever 21, is too inspired to be just that. It’s more immediate than the kind of charmless session throwaway that has to be aggressively top-lined into something listenable. SZA’s breathlessly idiosyncratic verse distinguishes it further: “All your niggas say that you lost without me/All my bitches feel like I dodged the county/Fuckin’ with you feel like jail, nigga/I can’t even exhale, nigga.”

But while SZA’s words ripple with angst, Doja is unconcerned. She exceeds the mark without ever appearing like she’s trying. She’s an underachieving overachiever, singing the lines to “Imagine” (“Imagine, imagine, put the studio in the mansion”) like she took a muscle relaxant. Her attitude feels perfectly calibrated for a burnout generation. Some artists release albums that function as grand gestures, but Doja Cat doesn’t have to; Planet Her is an enormous shrug, the edgelord hottie pop star telling the world that it’s not her job to care.
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Doja Cat - Planet Her Music Album Reviews Doja Cat - Planet Her Music Album Reviews Reviewed by Wanni Arachchige Udara Madusanka Perera on July 02, 2021 Rating: 5


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