M83 and their following of electro-shoegaze bands have typically allowed themselves to be awash in melancholy and nostalgia. DGRS (Degrees) don’t fall into that same trap. In fact, they seem to take that same longing and turn it into a fist-pumping, Journey-esque sincerity. In that sense, DGRS are more akin to Mew with some of the prog traded out for synth and noise. The band does allow themselves to lapse into some wistfulness without losing its stadium focus. They continue to make huge, swelling music even while keeping the songs intricately balanced. It’s much like spending a private moment with someone you love in a vast and picturesque locale—like stealing a kiss in Monument Valley.