Clare Maguire: 'The Last Dance'

There's an unmistakable whiff of Fleetwood Mac - incense mixed with champers and crack? - to this second single from Clare Maguire. It's there in the passionately romantic but utterly relatable lyrics, it's there in the soaring, sing-along-soon-as-you-hear-it chorus, and it's there in the twinkly keyboard sounds that could almost have been nicked from the Tango In The Night studio tapes.

But this is The Mac pimped up for the teenies, with Maguire's mighty vocals - so committed and filled with sincerity, she'd sell you a papier-mâché pac-a-mac were she (literally) to sing its praises - shrouded by a bombastic but glittery production from Fraser T Smith. The result conjures up images of a muscular drag queen giving great Stevie Nicks in a Soho cocktail joint - the track, that is, not Maguire, who is actually very attractive as well as very talented.


> Click here to watch Clare Maguire in the video for 'The Last Dance'