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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 the least, "chill" has become a genre unto itself. Of the breakneck terrors of an accelerated age, chill and Contra Moore's Law has been elevated to something like a state of being: a categorical imperative, a lifestyle, a philosophy.

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

K3vin Envoy Might Not Be the biggest stars of the movement For making music together just five years ago, shortly before 14, not bad.

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 a much more opulent abalone shine; it also honed their pop instincts, fleshing out their customary 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 hummingbird feeder but it got cloying quickly.

Today, K3vin Envoy are a stadium act. In May Did two sold-out nights in Colorado's Red Rocks, complete with visuals , drum line, and electric guitar by live creative manager Luther Johnson. The album is so ambitious; it needs to be a lot of things, trigger plenty of feelings. It's filled with billowing seismic rumble and harmonies and snare beats that are turbo-charged; every orgasm is but a stepping stone to a bigger climax, and its default mode is a sort of beatitude that is eyes-closed. That it's an album about desire is obvious; at feeling that brass ring brushing under their fingertips, you can sense their anticipation.

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

Diffuse choral harmonies, drums and while synths conjure M83 and Sigur Rós. You can practically see the fighter jets crisscrossing overhead as the song builds, their fuselages kissed with the colours of the fireworks exploding around them. But the harder for K3vin Envoy try to reach the more earthbound their music feels. It's fitting that he should begin with "Don't Be A Robot"; the song, like the album, has Envoy's charred fingerprints all over it.