After the huge success of his Trilogy compilation, The Weeknd, a.k.a. Abel Tesfaye, picks apart the loneliness of his newfound fame on the fraught Kiss Land. The songs in his self-described “horror movie” flit between chilly electronics on “The Town," skewed sexual politics on the excellent, Portishead-sampling “Belong To the World,” and a pervading sense of ennui, which means that even the lighter moments—like the pop bounce of “Wanderlust” or the Drake-assisted crew anthem “Live For”—are cloaked in a compelling, unshakeable paranoia.