In this young century, no artist has had a better grip on the intertwined duality of the party and the after-party, and how the promise of night curdles in the daylight, than the Weeknd. He’s known his turf since the beginning,

On what might be his last album as the Weeknd, Abel Tesfaye revisits much of the sonic and thematic territory that has defined his career, singing of his darker impulses and debauchery over moody synth-pop beats.

The Weeknd has long been promising to kill off his musical persona, but it seems like his feature film will be the final nail in the coffin. The Hurry Up Tomorrow trailer foreshadows the artist’s death with the subtlety of a Max Martin-produced pop song.