Not for the first time a much lauded pop band from a decade in history that many would like to forget have succumbed to the lure of the lucrative reformation; and in so doing have, thanks to an ill conceived return with matching piss poor comeback single, undone all their previous back catalogue quicker than you can stifle a yawn. Step up Spandau Ballet; their new record will surely go down in the annals for the largest gathering of banal rhyming couplets ever found in captivity: where else would you find lines like these?
Couldn't buy more time
Couldn't even spin a dime
And then the world turned sublime
And
These streets were all I knew
Couldn't find a map to you
No one could tell me what to do
Or try these for size
I was working on a scheme
To build a one man team
Now I'm looking at a dream
Then tell Tony Hadley to sing it like a Bond theme, chuck in a tired sax solo, bring to the boil and voilà: classic Ballet.
