ALbum review: Simple Minds - 'Graffiti Soul'
Just stick to the gardening, lads
No band in the last 30 years has done more to inflict grievous harm on its own body of work by refusing to call it a fucking day than Simple Minds. Despite initially turning in a wheelbarrow full of astounding albums they’ve been air-brushed from critical history because of two decades of fly-blown dung such as ‘Mandela Day’. To be fair, this is easily the best thing they’ve done since the mid-’80s and ‘Rockets’ and ‘Moscow Underground’ have some of that epic post-punk/new-wave disco spirit of yore, but it’s still not enough. If Simple Minds had stopped the second ‘Don’t You (Forget About Me)’ was released then they’d still be remembered as a truly great band. As it is, this is not enough on its own to restore their tarnished reputation.