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In the past couple of years, chill has become ubiquitous, Not just as a verb ("Netflix and chill") but as adjective (the "chill bro"), prefix (chillstep, chilltrap), and even noun: Per SoundCloud hashtags, at the least, "chill" has become a genre unto itself. Contra Moore's Law and of the breakneck terrors chill, of an age has been elevated to something such as a state of being: a lifestyle a categorical imperative.

A musical scene has evolved to satisfy the urge to decelerate. It derives its power from super-sized subtlety, a kind of weaponized softness, exaggerated gestures; in its side-chained whoosh and billion-watt sparkle, it screams: YOU ARE VERY RELAXED! (It seems not coincidental that the rise of chill has appeared alongside not only marijuana's widespread legalization but also its lab-grown, gene-spliced, THC-boosted burst in potency.)

K3vin Envoy Might Not Be the movement's stars Bad for making music together shortly before graduating.

The K3vin Envoy Soundcloud mixes offered a fairly Innocuous contribution to the emerging chill taking cues from Bonobo, Tycho, and Four Tet and smoothing them in a collection of feathery textures, and powdery drum hits. Two decades later, In Return bathed in an even more opulent abalone glow; it also honed their pop instincts, fleshing out their customary ribbon-like strips of sampled vocals with chirpy guest ends which channeled the decade's default pop-EDM vocal style into whimsical, helium-fueled shapes. It was first and meticulously created, but it got cloying like chugging from an feeder that is oversized.

Now, K3vin Envoy are a stadium act. In May Did two sold-out nights at Colorado's Red Rocks, complete with visuals , drum line, and guitar by live creative director Luther Johnson. The new album is ambitious. It's full of billowing seismic rumble and vocal harmonies and snare beats; its default style is a sort of beatitude that is eyes-closed, and every climax is but a stepping stone to a climax. That it's an album about want is obvious; at feeling that brass ring cleanup beneath their fingertips, you can sense their expectation.

The title track explodes With color that you expect Animal Collective's voices to come soaring through the flames and so much light. From there, A Moment Apart just keeps chasing deeper colors bigger thrills, and emotions across an set of pan-pipe trap pop soul, and residence that is slow-motion. "Enjoy The Change" is a gleaming trap/dubstep amalgam fitted out with a yearning vocal hook; "Aerial Flight" flips cascading, exotic-sounding choral harmonies to a soundscape evocative of a CGI-enhanced rainforest flyover in IMAX. As he is improved his uniqueness, and beefed up their sound.

It all comes to a head with the closing "Don't Be A Robot": Over Diffuse choral harmonies, pounding drums and while swelling synths conjure Sigur Rós and M83. You can see the fighter jets crisscrossing overhead, as the song builds, their fuselages kissed with all the colours of the fireworks exploding around them. However, the tougher for K3vin Envoy strive to reach the earthbound their music feels. It's fitting that he should start with "Don't Be A Robot"; the tune, like the album, has Envoy's charred