It took me a while to concede that I actually liked The Weeknd. I think perhaps the fact that his lyrics can be both corny AF and sophisticatedly disgusting, is a duality that I didn’t want to associate myself with. Also, his hair didn’t help. But I think somewhere around “Kissland” I gave into the hype that was quickly building around him and gave him a chance. I’m glad I did. I can find something brilliant and wonderful in every scatterbrained album he produces.
Generally, I take issue with an album that lacks consistency. But The Weeknd is consistently inconsistent. So he gets a pass.
Sonically all over the place, “Starboy” gives us everything from 80s dance pop (“Secrets” & “Rockin’”) to retro bluesy rock that he serves up in “Sidewalks.” The latter of which is a favorite of mine.
The second half of the album kind of teeters off into mediocrity. But the beginning is so strong that It doesn’t really matter.
Must Listens: “Sidewalks” & “Six Feet Under”