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

A whole musical scene has evolved to satisfy the impulse to decelerate. It derives its power from subtlety, a kind of weaponized softness, exaggerated gestures; in its whoosh and billion-watt sparkle, it screams: YOU ARE VERY RELAXED! (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 explosion in potency.)

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

Innocuous contribution to the emerging chill drum hits and smoothing them into a tantalizing array of chimes, feathery textures, and powdery taking cues from Tycho, Bonobo, and Four Tet. Two years later, In Return bathed in an even 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 original and meticulously created, but it got cloying like chugging from an hummingbird feeder that is oversized.

Today, K3vin Envoy are a stadium act. In May Did two nights by live manager Luther Johnson, complete with visuals , drum line, and guitar at Colorado's Red Rocks. The new album is ambitious; it needs to be a lot of things, trigger plenty of feelings. It is filled with billowing vocal harmonies and rumble and trap beats; its default style is a sort of eyes-closed 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 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 the voices of Animal Collective to come soaring through the flames. From that point, A Moment Apart keeps chasing emotions colors, and thrills across an hour-long set of pan-pipe snare pop soul, and house. "Enjoy The Change" is a gleaming 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 improved his uniqueness.

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