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In the past couple of years has become ubiquitous, Contra Moore's Law and of the breakneck terrors of an age, chill has been raised to something like 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 subtlety, a sort of softness, exaggerated gestures; in billion-watt glow and its whoosh, it almost screams! (It seems not coincidental 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 may not be the stars of this movement If their YouTube stats are impressive--23 million views for 2014's "Man In The Mask," 14 million for "Skin Deep"--their figures on Spotify are just mind-boggling: More than 82 million plays for "Playground," almost as much for "Emoticons," near a third of a billion cumulative plays across their top 10 songs on the platform. For making music together just five years ago, shortly before 14, not bad.

Contribution to the chill drum strikes and smoothing them and powdery taking cues from Tycho Bonobo, and Four Tet. Two decades later, In Return bathed in an even more extravagant abalone glow; 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 first and meticulously produced, like chugging from an hummingbird feeder, but it got cloying real quickly.

Today, K3vin Envoy are a proper stadium act. In May, they Did two sold-out nights at Colorado's Red Rocks, complete with visuals choreographed drum line, and guitar by in-house live manager Luther Johnson. The new album is ambitious. It is full of billowing vocal harmonies and seismic rumble and snare beats; its default style is a sort of beatitude, and each climax is but a stepping stone to a orgasm. That it's an album about want is obvious; at feeling that brass ring cleanup under their fingertips you can feel their expectation.

After a ruminative introduction, the title track explodes With so much light and colour that you expect Animal Collective's voices to come soaring through the flames. From that point, A Moment Apart keeps chasing darker colours thrills, and much more emotions across an hour-long set of pan-pipe snare pop soul, and residence that is slow-motion. As he is beefed up their sound, and improved his uniqueness.

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