Windmill, One More Dance. Single review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating * * * *

They may be a disappearing feature from the British countryside, however there is one particular Windmill that is going so strongly that its rotating blades of lingering vocals, moodily impressive guitars and drum pattern is sure to keep offering a twirl of spirited dynamism that is surely vital and causes a breeze of content to waft through the street of Liverpool.

Windmill’s latest single, One More Dance, is a glorious affair; it generates a sense of ghostly beauty that straddles across several thoughts of cross genre enjoyment but also the intricate and mature reasoning that music does not have to be all about one thing, that it not just an aural sensation, it is a delicate balance that can invoke new imagery, play out a story within the mind and have memory restored in a way that a single should.

Windmill benefits from this acknowledgment to a cross variety of influences, from Joan Baez to Neil Young, and with Mick Dolan, Dawn Williams, David T. Palmer, Louise Rodriguez and Jennifer Scully playing One More Dance so well, the appetite for the future, for the on-coming album is only heightened.

Everybody hankers for the chance to have One More Dance, it is the life fulfilled tango, the ballet between relationships, whether sexual or domestic, that carries humanity forward and in many cases backwards and highlights the danger that can come with the misplaced dance. This is highlighted superbly with the female vocal range that acts as an enticement, a lure of sensuality that gives the listener the idea of bribery within a sirens call or an invitation that will not be honoured, on both sides.

Listening to One More Dance only increases the anticipation further of what is to come from this very well structured band. The detail of an album giving much more scope to the listener’s appreciation but with the knowledge that the dance is underway, it only asks for the listener to move away from the wall and place a few steps towards the polished floor.

Ian D. Hall