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The Weeknd, ‘Thursday’ (Self-released)

Eric Harvey // August 18, 2011

Want to get effed up and hit an exclusive loft party, but need a creepy sex vibe to seal the deal? Abel Tesfaye has something he’d like to slip in your iPod. Thursday is the second of a planned trilogy of free albums that Drake’s pal plans to release this year under his “The Weeknd” moniker, sliding a hand up your skirt with a woozy falsetto and sleazy sprechgesang, while his dense, gothic R&B tracks hover around and occasionally surpass the six-minute barrier. “Go downtown with the drugs in your body,” Tesfaye breathes down your neck on “Life of the Party.” He fails to mention how you should get home in the morning.