There is a very fine line between sonic cohesion and a boringly homogenous album. Unfortunately, for The Weeknd, he failed to walk it with his latest effort, My Dear Melancholy. The EP isn’t necessarily bad, but it isn’t necessarily good either instead landing between the two sides somewhere near serviceable.
My Dear Melancholy fails to build on the inspired strength of Beauty Behind the Madness and Starboy, marking the first time The Weeknd has failed to elevate the genre in which he exists. The opening track ‘Call Out My Name’, while lyrically more raw than usual for the star, is predictable in its production and the vocal performance that the R&B star provides. A similar tempo and production appears on ‘Try Me’ and in parts of ‘Wasted Times’ and ‘Hurt You’.
The lyrical content of the EP is it’s strongest aspect, particularly on tracks like ‘Privilege’. Although not overly inspired, the lyrics have some nice moments that when paired with the atmospheric and almost homogenous production of the 6-track offering makes for a decent effort from the Canadian.
Overall, My Dear Melancholy is too structured and too uninspired to ever elevate itself above any other R&B EP that could be released any day. Although it is perfectly serviceable, the EP lacks the flair and identity that usually brands The Weeknd’s music like a hot iron.
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