Album Review: Fairchild - Burning Feet

Neatly melodic, unashamedly indie, the guitars and harmonies sitting quite comfortably over keyboard sounds that are just about retro enough to be heading back into fashion. Fairchild's pop can soar up, but unlike many doesn't appear to look patronisingly down on you from those heights. Songs like Dancer have the summery choppy strum of an English summer of late last century, and it's shiny enough for the world to have a look. Is all very polished, until little moments like the whistle solo breakdown of the title track shows there's still some dorky humanity as well.