I think the Human League could do with going the way of Ultravox, in that Ultravox are not shy of cracking out hidden gems from their albums alongside the hits. That’s not to say the League’s hit-list is bad; indeed, the entire audience was singing more than just Don’t You Want Me back at them (me included, natch). The drunk woman falling about in front of me marred an otherwise belting performance, that saw Phil Oakey start off dressed as some kind of apocalyptic hero with crazy over-the-head goggles.
I wasn’t the only young person there; I did spot some girls to my right. Six out of however many hundreds you can cram into the O2 Academy ain’t bad, right?