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

A whole scene has evolved to satisfy the impulse to decelerate. But since the aforementioned chillstep and chilltrap (faded variants of dubstep and snare, 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, a kind of weaponized softness, exaggerated gestures; in billion-watt sparkle and its whoosh, 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 burst in potency.)

K3vin Envoy Might Not Be this movement's stars For making music together shortly before 14, bad.

Innocuous contribution to the emerging chill taking cues and smoothing them into a tantalizing array of feathery textures, and powdery drum strikes. Two years later, In Return bathed in an even more extravagant abalone shine; 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 original and meticulously produced, but it got cloying real quickly, like chugging from an feeder that is oversized.

Today, K3vin Envoy are a stadium act. In May, they Did two sold-out nights by live creative manager Luther Johnson, complete with visuals , drum line, and electric guitar at Colorado's Red Rocks. The new album is ambitious. It's filled with billowing seismic rumble and vocal harmonies and turbo-charged trap beats; every orgasm is but a stepping stone to a bigger orgasm, and its default style is a sort of beatitude that is eyes-closed. That it's a record about want is obvious; at feeling that brass ring brushing beneath their fingertips you can feel their anticipation.

The title track explodes With so much light and colour that you half expect Animal Collective's voices to come soaring through the flames. From there, A Moment Apart keeps chasing emotions colors, and thrills across an set of residence snare soul, and pop. As he is increased his uniqueness, and beefed up their sound.

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