“The Russian artist Kedr Livanskiy seemed to appear out of nowhere a few months ago. Based in Moscow, Livanskiy's icy pop productions channel her frigid surroundings effortlessly—a swirl of melting synth lines and murk made for winter nights, walking back home. One's surroundings are never stagnant, though, and neither is Livanskiy. On “Razrushitelniy Krug (Destructive Cycle),” which opens her debu”
