It's a minutely detailed and evocative recreation of what, to generations of filmgoers, will always be the sound of the Old West.
Relative to the other woodwinds, the saxophone is pretty damn cool.
A rhymer no less gifted than T.S. Eliot once said that April is the cruelest month.
It helps that the track sounds as quick and clever as Santi herself.
Similarly on-trend via the increasingly prominent underground R&B movement, the Weeknd takes the genre to even rawer places.