I Caved & Finally Gave In To The Weeknd.

Since he debuted on the music scene, I've blatantly denied The Weeknd. I've refused to listen to him and discredited his success. He just wasn't it for me.

It made me angry that he seemingly tried to emulate Michael Jackson in a way which I felt wasn't good enough. As any MJ fan, I still feel very much affected by his untimely passing and I had this sense of bitterness that I couldn't quite shake -- especially when it came to someone trying to imitate him in such an obvious way.

It pissed me off that he sang so freely about glorified drug use with MJ-esque vocals in "Can't Feel My Face." It almost felt borderline disrespectful to me.

Fast forward to two years later, and it seems like I've turned a new page. What once drew me away from Abel, eventually drew me in.

Back in November of last year, The Weeknd released his track, "I Feel It Coming" with Daft Punk and it has since gained popularity and radio play. And now, I am obsessed with the song and can't even deny it.

There's something about the simplicity of this single that drew me in (and having Daft Punk on the track definitely helps).  I (dare I say) feel reminiscent when I listen to it. 

I'm hooked and for once, I don't mind the fact that he sounds like the King of Pop.

But hey, maybe it's just me.