November 16, 2012 at 05:00 AM EST

Lana Del Ray, Paradise
Like her debut, Born to Die, the polarizing pop vamp’s new EP contains some truly great moments (”Bel Air” and the Rick Rubin-produced ”Ride” chief among them), but the lame lounge-singer numbers and femme-fatale fakery drag it down. Though she makes a few knowingly meta nods to her own rep (”Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer/Life imitates art”), Paradise leans too hard on the same tired drowsy-Lolita poses. B-Ray Rahman

Deftones, Koi No Yokan
The skate-metal survivors have spent most of the 21st century subverting their nü-metal identity with forays into ambience and post-hardcore sprawl. Their seventh album continues where 2010’s Diamond Eyes left off, bonding streamlined mosh-pit daggers (”Leathers”) with floaty space-station distress calls (”Entombed”). B+Kyle Anderson

The Weeknd, Trilogy
Before getting bigfooted by Frank Ocean, this college-age Canadian crooner was the reigning weirdo of avant R&B, thanks to the moody minimalism of three Internet-only mixtapes. Trilogy, his major-label debut, remasters and combines them, and even tacks on a trio of worthy bonus tracks (especially ”Twenty Eight”). Each trippy disc holds up remarkably well, though we wouldn’t recommend listening to all three while operating machinery. B+Ray Rahman

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