
The Weeknd, you done it again! I think that Thursday remains my personal favorite but this is right up there with House Of Balloons in terms of it being weird but fairly accessible too. And man, the Clams Casino beat on here is crazy. Between “The Fall,” that Big K.R.I.T. remix, and yes, Mac Miller’s “My Team” (and that “Wizard” track we all slept-on), Clams is proving himself to be pretty diverse. Don’t love this one as much as this guy though.
Echoes of Silence begins with a goofy, gutsy remake of Michael Jackson’s “Dirty Diana,” mysteriously titled “D.D” so as to not spoil that first-listen, “Oh-no-he-didn’t-just-cover-MJ” moment. Replacing the original’s heavy-metal signifying with mournful Requiem for a Dream strings is both inspired and predictable. And by singing the song straight, Tesfaye doesn’t hedge his bets. Instead, he and producer Illangelo boldly stick themselves into a tradition of icky, cruel R&B, taking on Michael Jackson’s most misogynistic song — underlying message: I hate the sort of woman who’d want to sleep with me — and, in the process, basically summing up the entire Weeknd project…

