Although he made his name as a collaborator of the fast-rising Aussie producer Flume, Chet Faker‘s solo material is a much starker affair, dealing with heartbreak and isolation. Considering that, it’s a little strange that he played to a fervent, mid-sized audience at Sasquatch in the dance tent on either side of a set that produced 40 minutes of hands-in-the-air crowds (Ryan Hemsworth and Tokimonsta). Faker was aware of that, however, and adapted accordingly; by elevating the low-end elements of his set and keeping firmly at a mid-tempo pace, Faker transformed his debut album, Built On Glass, from a insular, headphones-friendly venture into something more physical and groove-based. His voice, a soaring and subtle croon, was in fine form as well, and ironically, it served as the gateway to more than a handful of couples dancing together. Faker’s set was a sleeper hit of Saturday night; an unassuming but affecting fifty minutes of a rising star showing off all of his strengths.