With Hurry Up Tomorrow, The Weeknd stages his swan-song—and what a send-off it is. “Wake Me Up” slams in with the throbbing electro-pulse of Justice-style synths and a haunted “Thriller” interpolation, and “São Paulo” dives into away-from-Hollywood territory with baile-funk energy and feverish swagger. Abel Tesfaye isn’t looking to escape his persona as The Weeknd so much as exorcise it, turning the aftermath of a night out into a confession booth. It’s an album about endurance: the sound of a man who’s danced all night and finally found the floor again.