Practically every review of the Windmills' last album, Sunlight, contained the word "jangly", so I won't say it, but you get the idea. (Isn't it nice when all the critics agree?)

Walking Around the World isn't instantly appealing, but with simple melodies and even simpler choruses, the trio of songs and musicians grow on you until you hear the songs being hummed and realize it's coming for your own mouth.

The Windmills have a distinctly English feel. They deliver no-need-for-distortion guitars, drums that march alongside the listener, and lead singer Roy Thirlwall's baritone, which is so subdued (a la Jarvis Cocker) that you can almost see the words falling from his mouth.

Despite the deadpan delivery, you can hear the optimism coming through in the EP's title track, an upbeat number destined to be the coda to dozens of mix tapes. "Amelia" is reminiscent of Bedhead's faster moments minus the blistering climaxes, and will lull you into a happy oblivion; no peaks, no valleys.

If this is a taste of what's to come from these boys from Essex, we'll be waiting with bated breath.