The Weeknd saca al genio de la lámpara: así suena su nuevo temazo, 'Popular', junto a Madonna y Playboi Carti

De una canción entre The Weeknd, Madonna y Playboi Carti no podíamos esperar nada más que un temazo en mayúsculas y con sus seis letras. Y eso es exactamente lo que nos ha entregado este trío para estrenar el mes de junio. El canadiense ha sacado al genio de la lámpara para convertir Popular en un auténtico himno a la altura de Blinding lights o I feel it coming.

Puede que su producción, su guión o su interpretación en The Idol, la nueva serie que ha creado de la mano del director Sam Levinson (Euphoria) se esté llevando despiadadas críticas por parte de la prensa especializada pero desde luego no será por el apartado sonoro.

Porque The Weeknd vuelve a exhibir músculo creativo a la hora de aportar sus canciones a la banda sonora de esta creación televisiva cuyo estreno ya está aquí. The Idol Vol.1 puede convertirse en otro de los hitos musicales del músico gracias a canciones como la que le unión a Future, Double fantasy, o esta colaboración con el rapero Playboi Carti y Madonna.

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La mezcla de géneros es absolutamente brillante y la combinación de voces es bestial durante toda la canción. Parece que estamos escuchando un temazo que hubiera firmado el mismísimo Prince o la propia Reina del Pop en los años 80.

Para presentar la canción ha recurrido a las imágenes de la presentación de The Idol en Cannes. Desde la fiesta privada del reparto, hasta la posterior celebración sobre la alfombra roja y la post-party por todo lo alto junto a actores, actrices, equipo de la producción...

Esta es la letra de Popular de The Weeknd, Madonna y Playboi Carter:

I've seen the devil

Down Sunset

in every place

in every face

Yeah, yeah

Tell me, do you see her? (Yeah)

She's livin' her life (Uh)

Even if she acts like she don't want the limelight (Uh, yeah, uh, uh)

But if you knew her (Yeah)

she lives a lie

She calls the paparazzi

then she acts surprised, oh

Oh, I know what she needs (Oh-oh)

She just want the fame

I know what she finds (Oh-oh)

Give her a little taste

runnin' back to me (Oh-oh)

Put it in her veins

pray her soul to keep, ooh, ooh

Every night (Every night, uh)

she prays to the sky

Flashin' lights

is all she ever wants to see

Beggin' on your knees to be popular

That's her dream, to be popular (eh)

Kill anyone to be popular

Sell her soul to be popular

Popular, just to be popular (aha)

Everybody scream 'cause she popular

She mainstream 'cause she popular

Never be free 'cause she popular

Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh)

Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh)

Shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh)

Shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular

I know that you see me

time's gone by

Spend my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights

Try to own it

but I'm alright

You can't take my soul without a fuckin' fight (oh)

Oh, I know what she needs (Oh)

She just want the fame

I know what she fiends (Oh)

Give her a little taste

runnin' back to me (Oh)

Put it in her veins

pray her soul to keep, ooh, ooh

Every night (Every night)

she prays to the sky (Oh)

Flashin' lights

is all she ever wants to see

Beggin' on her knees to be popular (Oh)

That's her dream, to be popular (Hey)

Kill anyone to be popular

Sell her soul to be popular

Popular, just to be popular (aha)

Everybody scream 'cause she popular (Hey)

She mainstream 'cause she popular

Never be free 'cause she popular

Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh)

Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh)

Shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh)

Shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh)

Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh)

Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh)

Shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh)

Shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular

I'm gettin' money and I'm keepin' it

I'm gettin' cash and I'm keepin' it

Money on top of me, money on top of her

Shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular

Pop-popular, born to be popular

She in debt, twenty mill', but she run it up

She can never be broke 'cause she popular

Turn the webcam on for the followers

Beggin' on her knees to be popular

That's her dream, to be popular (Hey)

Kill anyone to be popular

Sell her soul to be popular

Popular, just to be popular (Uh)

Everybody scream 'cause she popular (Hey)

She mainstream 'cause she popular

Never be free 'cause she popular