The Weeknd never fails. Starboy has to be one of his best. He just keeps getting better and better.

In an age where digital singles often reign supreme, The Weeknd has still managed to deliver a classic album in which each record holds its own, but is also an intricate chapter of a larger story perhaps best enjoyed in sequence. Lyrically, he is still searching for meaning, but the package arrives with a creative polish that skillfully aims towards more than the target he hit so precisely with his Trilogy. With his previous album (and the dozens of accompanying performances), The Weeknd proved that there is indeed beauty behind his madness and impressively - he is still brave enough to give much of his music away for free and is still good enough to be paid anyways. Quite shy in years past, Tesfaye finally opens up just long enough to briefly drop the falsetto and share more of his vocal range range - to impressive results. The eerie electronic pop-funk fits well with the 80's sci-fi aesthetic and is both highly emotional and surprisingly fun. Previous comparison to Michael Jackson has been a stretch, but with the soulful pep of "I Feel It Comin', The Weeknd has truly earned it. Abel continues to dominate vocally making cameos mostly unnecessary and though his sound has grown much more radio friendly, he will need to outgrow his gritty, drug obsessed explicit lyrics if he truly wants to take over the world. If the album doesn't capture your imagination, several singles surely will. The Weeknd may have a way to go if he wants to be the new King of Pop, but he certainly is a Starboy.

In an age where digital singles often reign supreme, The Weeknd has still managed to deliver a classic album in which each record holds its own, but is also an intricate chapter of a larger story perhaps best enjoyed in sequence. Lyrically, he is still searching for meaning, but the package arrives with a creative polish that skillfully aims towards more than the target he hit so precisely with his Trilogy. With his previous album (and the dozens of accompanying performances), The Weeknd proved that there is indeed beauty behind his madness and impressively - he is still brave enough to give much of his music away for free and is still good enough to be paid anyways. Quite shy in years past, Tesfaye finally opens up just long enough to briefly drop the falsetto and share more of his vocal range range - to impressive results. The eerie electronic pop-funk fits well with the 80's sci-fi aesthetic and is both highly emotional and surprisingly fun. Previous comparison to Michael Jackson has been a stretch, but with the soulful pep of "I Feel It Comin', The Weeknd has truly earned it. Abel continues to dominate vocally making cameos mostly unnecessary and though his sound has grown much more radio friendly, he will need to outgrow his gritty, drug obsessed explicit lyrics if he truly wants to take over the world. If the album doesn't capture your imagination, several singles surely will. The Weeknd may have a way to go if he wants to be the new King of Pop, but he certainly is a Starboy.

The first time I put it in the player I listened to entire CD. I was surprised that I liked the majority of the tracks on the first listen. Too many times I buy a CD and lucky if a like a few tracks. Glad I bought it.

This album is full of good beats and naughty lyrics good to get party ready or for driving in the car. Don’t look for any deeper meaning in the lyrics. For the most part it’s all ses ”drums” and rock and roll.