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

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

K3vin Envoy may not be this movement's biggest stars Not bad for making music together five years ago, shortly.

Innocuous contribution to the emerging chill powdery and smoothing them and taking cues from Four Tet, Tycho, and Bonobo drum strikes. Two decades later, In Return bathed in an even more extravagant abalone shine; it also honed their pop instincts, fleshing out their usual ribbon-like strips of sampled vocals with chirpy guest turns that channeled the decade's default pop-EDM vocal style into whimsical, helium-fueled shapes. It was first and meticulously produced, like chugging from an oversized hummingbird feeder but it got cloying fast.

Today, K3vin Envoy are a suitable stadium act. In May, they Did complete with artwork , eight-person choreographed drum line, and guitar by in-house live creative director Luther Johnson. The new album is so ambitious. It's full of billowing vocal harmonies and seismic rumble and snare beats; its default mode is a sort of beatitude, and every orgasm is but a stepping stone to a climax. That it's an album about want is obvious; at feeling that brass ring brushing beneath their fingertips you can sense their expectation.

After a ruminative introduction, the title track explodes With so much light and colour that you half expect the voices of Animal Collective to come soaring through the flames. From there, A Moment Apart just keeps chasing darker colours, excitement, and much more emotions across an set of residence trap , breakbeat soul, and pop. As he's beefed up their sound, and improved his uniqueness.

Diffuse choral harmonies, drums and while synths conjure Sigur Rós and M83. You can see the fighter jets crisscrossing overhead, as the song builds, their fuselages kissed exploding around them. But 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 album, has Envoy's charred fingerprints all over it.