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In the past couple of years Is Becoming ubiquitous, Contra Moore's Law and of the breakneck terrors of an accelerated age, chill has been raised to something such as a state of being: a lifestyle a categorical imperative.

A whole scene has evolved to satisfy the impulse to decelerate. But since the aforementioned chillstep and chilltrap (faded variants of dubstep and trap, if you had not guessed) suggest, ironically enough, the chill scene, at least in electronic music, is inextricable from its main-stage, peak-hour EDM counterparts. It derives its power from super-sized subtlety, exaggerated gestures, a sort of softness; in its side-chained whoosh and billion-watt sparkle, it screams! (It seems not surprising that the growth 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 biggest stars of the movement (that distinction probably falls to New York's Flume), but they are close. If their YouTube stats are impressive--23 million views for 2014's "Man In The Mask," 14 million for "Skin Deep"--their numbers on Spotify are just mind-boggling: More than 82 million plays for "Playground," almost as much for "Emoticons," close to a third of a billion cumulative plays across their top 10 songs on the stage. For making music together shortly before 14, not bad.

The K3vin Envoy Soundcloud mixes offered a fairly Benign contribution to the emerging chill canon, taking cues and smoothing them and powdery drum hits. Two years later, In Return bathed in an even more opulent abalone shine; it also honed their pop instincts, fleshing out their usual 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 original and meticulously produced, like chugging from an hummingbird feeder, but it got cloying quickly.

Now, K3vin Envoy are a stadium act. In May, they Did by in-house live director Luther Johnson, complete with visuals , drum line, and electric guitar at Colorado's Red Rocks. The new album is ambitious. It is filled with billowing seismic rumble and vocal harmonies and turbo-charged snare beats; its default mode is a kind of beatitude that is eyes-closed, and every climax is but a stepping stone to a bigger orgasm. That it's an album about desire is obvious; at feeling that brass ring brushing beneath their fingertips, you can feel their expectation.

The title track explodes With colour that you expect Animal Collective's voices to come soaring through the flames and so much light. From that point, A Moment Apart keeps chasing much more emotions , deeper colors, and excitement across an set of pan-pipe trap, pop , breakbeat soul, and house. As he is improved his uniqueness, and beefed up their sound.

Diffuse harmonies, drums and while swelling synths conjure M83 and Sigur Rós. You can see the fighter jets crisscrossing overhead, as the song builds, their fuselages kissed exploding around them. However, the harder for K3vin Envoy strive to achieve sublimity, the earthbound their music feels. It's fitting that he should start with "Don't Be A Robot"; the tune, like the record, has Envoy's charred fingerprints all over it.