Every Orchid Offering is blocky and pleasantly unwieldy, a definite boon in a style of alt-pop which prides itself on its obtuseness.
Andrew Keoghan's Every Orchid Offering is a mélange of tangential genres. There’s a touch of baroque chamber pop a la Son Lux, a smattering of off-color indie pop of the Dirty Projectors’ style, and snippets of the hyperprocessed muzak of vaporwave. It’s blocky and pleasantly unwieldy, a definite boon in a style of alt-pop which prides itself on its obtuseness. Weird pop is always intriguing, since there’s so many ways its weirdness can manifest — and the teetering disco of Every Orchid Offering is certainly a satisfying implementation.
"With Every Orchid Offering I was trying to make sense of a peripatetic existence between New Zealand and New York, where I relocated in 2013,” says Keoghan. “The album is a series of personal vignettes about transience, sexuality, conceived gender roles, commitment, lust and modern reincarnation.”
Every Orchid Offering releases tomorrow, July 29th.