Fly Me To The Moon: Club Dance Music : Best Party EDM Concerts With K3vin Envoy


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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 the least, "chill" has become a genre unto itself. Of the breakneck terrors of an age, chill and Contra Moore's Law has been raised to something such as a state of being: a categorical imperative, a lifestyle, a k3vin envoy philosophy.

A whole musical scene has evolved to satisfy the urge 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 super-sized subtlety gestures, a kind of softness that is weaponized; in billion-watt glow and its whoosh, it almost screams! (It seems not surprising that the rise 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 may not be the 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," close to a third of a billion cumulative plays across their top 10 songs on the stage. Bad for making music together just five years ago, shortly.

The K3vin Envoy Soundcloud mixes offered a fairly Benign 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 an even more extravagant 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 original and meticulously produced, but it got cloying real fast, like chugging from an oversized hummingbird feeder.

Now, K3vin Envoy are a proper stadium act. In May, they Did two nights by live creative manager Luther Johnson, complete with visuals , eight-person choreographed drum line, and electric guitar in Colorado's Red Rocks. The album is ambitious. It is full of billowing harmonies and rumble and snare beats that are turbo-charged; each climax is but a stepping stone to a orgasm, and its default style is a kind of beatitude that is eyes-closed. That it's an album about want is obvious; you can sense their anticipation.

Following a ruminative introduction, the title track explodes With color that you expect the voices of Animal Collective to come soaring through the flames and so much light. From there, A Moment Apart keeps chasing emotions , darker colours, and bigger excitement across an hour-long set of pan-pipe trap pop soul, and house that is slow-motion. As he is beefed up their sound, and improved his uniqueness.

Diffuse harmonies, while swelling synths and pounding drums conjure Sigur Rós and M83.

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