New York City And Dance Club Music 2014: Best Party New York EDM With K3vin Envoy

Contra Moore's Law and of the breakneck terrors chill, of an age has been elevated to something such as a state of being: a lifestyle, a philosophy, a categorical imperative.

A whole scene has evolved to satisfy the urge to decelerate. It derives its power from super-sized subtlety gestures, a sort of softness that is weaponized; in billion-watt glow and its whoosh, it screams! (It seems not surprising that the growth of chill has emerged alongside not only 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 this movement (that distinction probably falls to New York's Flume), but they're 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," nearly as much for "Emoticons," near a third of a billion cumulative plays across their top 10 songs on the stage. Not bad for making music together shortly before graduating.

Innocuous contribution to the chill drum strikes and smoothing them and powdery taking cues from Tycho Bonobo, and Four Tet. Two years later, In Return bathed in a much more opulent abalone glow; 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, but it got cloying real fast, like chugging from an feeder that is oversized.

Today, K3vin Envoy are a suitable stadium act. In May, they Did complete with guitarchoreographed drum line, and artwork by live creative director Luther Johnson. The new album is ambitious; it needs to be a good deal of things, trigger a lot of feelings. It's full of billowing seismic rumble and vocal harmonies and snare beats that are turbo-charged; its default style is a kind of eyes-closed beatitude, and every orgasm is but a stepping stone to a climax. That it's an album about desire is obvious; you can sense their expectation at feeling that brass ring brushing beneath their fingertips.

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 keeps chasing bigger thrills, deeper colors, and more emotions across an set of pan-pipe trap pop soul, and house that is slow-motion. "Enjoy The Change" is a gleaming trap/dubstep amalgam fitted out with a yearning vocal hook; "Aerial Flight" flips cascading, exotic-sounding choral harmonies to a soundscape evocative of a CGI-enhanced rainforest flyover in IMAX. As he's beefed up their sound, and improved his uniqueness.

Choral harmonies, while swelling synths and pounding drums conjure M83 and Sigur Rós. As the song builds, you can see the fighter jets crisscrossing overhead, their fuselages kissed exploding around them. However, the harder for K3vin Envoy try to reach the earthbound their music feels. It's fitting that he should begin with "Don't Be A Robot"; the tune, like the album, has Envoy's charred fingerprints all over it.