It was released in 1984 and in this version there is the addition of 2 bonuses that maintains the optimum level of the album. About halfway through the show one of the concessions workers got off and saw me sitting there while my daughter was playing over by the pond by the entrance, and offered me the free ticket she had, which was very generous of her and which I gratefully accepted. To cap off the band's highly successful 1983/1984 Sing Blue Silver World Tour, EMI released a live album, which according to the sleeve was "Recorded Around The World 1984". I have no idea what it means to “save a prayer ‘till the morning after”, but I don’t really care because the melody pulls me in regardless.

Sure, their keyboard driven backdrops seem less futuristic now than they did in the early 80s, but I say they still have a unique sound all these years later, a kind of Brian Eno-ish approach more compatible with mass consumption than anything Eno himself ever did. By that time Duran Duran’s star was on the wane – side projects were going on by that time, three of the members had already released the greatest album Duran Duran never recorded with Arcadia’s So Red the Rose, a personal favorite of mine I plan on reviewing someday.So when I see a link for an article on “ The 50 Greatest Live Albums Ever”, do I really have time to read about 50 live albums that may or may not be deserving of the appellation of “greatest ever”? Two further live cuts from the 1984 world tour were released as B-sides to singles in 1984: " New Religion (Live in LA)" on the North American single for " The Reflex" and the live " Cracks in the Pavement (1984)" on " The Wild Boys".

These videos featured Duran Duran performing live in Oakland, California between April 12/15 1984 while Milo O'Shea reprised his role as the evil Dr. And the rational part of my brain was begging to go home right along with her, but the stubborn idiot part of my brain held out like it so often does, which is the only reason we were still there for the encore).

The intro to “The Seventh Stranger” is like going over a musical waterfall and dropping into an enchanted, sumptuously extravagant synthesizer lagoon. It wasn’t the last time I snuck her into a concert actually – I took her to listen to Bob Dylan outside a different venue a couple of years later, and once security took down the barricades before the encore we slipped in to see His Bobness sing “All Along the Watchtower” (big mistake taking her to this one – a Bob Dylan concert is not something a pre-teen girl finds impressive, she kept begging to go home.