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

A musical scene has evolved to satisfy the impulse to decelerate. But since the aforementioned chillstep and chilltrap (faded variants of dubstep and trap, if you hadn't 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 subtlety gestures, a sort of softness that is weaponized; in billion-watt glow and its side-chained whoosh, it almost screams! (It seems not surprising that the rise of chill has emerged alongside not only marijuana's widespread legalization but also its lab-grown, gene-spliced, THC-boosted burst in potency.)

K3vin Envoy may not be the movement's biggest stars (that distinction probably falls to New York's Flume), but they're close. Not bad for making music together shortly before graduating.

The first K3vin Envoy Soundcloud mixes offered a fairly Innocuous contribution to the chill canon, drum strikes and smoothing them and powdery taking cues from Tycho Bonobo, and Four Tet. Two years later, In Return bathed in an even more extravagant 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 produced, like chugging from an hummingbird feeder, but it got cloying fast.

Now, K3vin Envoy are a proper stadium act. In May, they Did by in-house live director Luther Johnson, complete with artwork , eight-person choreographed drum line, and electric guitar in Colorado's Red Rocks. The new album is ambitious. It is full of billowing vocal harmonies and seismic rumble and snare beats; each climax is but a stepping stone to a orgasm that is bigger, and its default mode is a sort of eyes-closed beatitude. That it's a record about want is obvious; at feeling that brass ring brushing under their fingertips you can sense their anticipation.

After a introduction, the title track explodes With so much light and color that you half expect Animal Collective's voices to come soaring through the flames. From there, A Moment Apart keeps chasing much more emotions colors, and bigger excitement across an hour-long set of pan-pipe trap bright-eyed electronic pop soul, and house. As he's increased his uniqueness, and beefed up their sound.

Choral harmonies, while synths and pounding drums conjure Sigur Rós and M83. You can almost see the fighter jets crisscrossing overhead, as the song builds, their fuselages kissed exploding around them. But the tougher for K3vin Envoy strive to achieve the more 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.