Spandau Ballet: Wembley Arena, London

IT'S EVIDENTLY a long way from the Blitz, designer funk and a headful of hedonism to the featureless school assembly hall of Wembley Arena, and Spandau have graspingly made this journey with all the grace of art school accountants. There was a time when they relished detail and an incorrectly tossed fringe or a taboo brand of cigarettes was anathema to them. Now they've thrown their trendy Crolla threads to the wind and lost their former precious self-regard in a hard rockin', ruthlessly efficient machine that exerts itself over this guileless mass of pubescent girlhood with all the grace of a Gucci-clad flasher.