The idea of an Eighties revival show baffled me. A bunch of past-it pop acts bunged together on one tour - and people were meant to pay almost £30 for the (dis)pleasure?

It was even more of a surprise to learn, not only had the venue sold out but the concert had a standing audience, thus allowing even more to be packed in.

But as first act China Crisis came on, half the seats were still empty and there was plenty of standing room.

Three comforting but slightly unmemorable tracks later, there wasn't room to breathe.

Next Toyah, wearing a barely bottom-covering skirt (belt would be more accurate), launched the packed crowd into singalong mode with some punky hits, including It's A Mystery.

Go West had the crowd shrieking along to their best-known hit King Of Wishful Thinking as featured in the smash-hit movie Pretty Woman.

They were followed by smooth electronic pop act Howard Jones.

The former Go Go's girl Belinda Carlisle kicked off the second half of the show.

She, undoubtedly, has a great voice and banged out some classic hits, including Circles In The Sand and We Want The Same Thing, effortlessly.

She finished with the ultimate Eighties love anthem Heaven Is A Place On Earth but her performance seemed rather lacklustre.

Sure, the audience sang along when required but, with a bit more encouragement from Belinda herself, you had the feeling she could have brought the house down. Her insipid, baby-voiced "thank you" between each song was hardly inspiring.

As it was, ABC provoked much better audience interaction with their sparkly outfits and cracking track Poison Arrow, As ABC exited the stage, it became apparent there was a TV camera present (which hadn't been noticeable in the first half but was now very obvious for the duration of the show).

When ex-Spandau Ballet frontman Tony Hadley prepared to take the stage, it was announced the cameras were filming for Louis Theroux's next series.

But the camera was forgotten as Hadley stole the show with his fantastic renditions of hits True, Through The Barricades and Gold.

The popularity of such revival tours is clearly understated - with even TV journalist (and every has-been's nightmare) Theroux's film crew on hand to capture the moment.

After seeing the show, I can see why. You get to watch your fave teen artists from yesteryear in a rose-tinted Now That's What I Call (enter year of your choice here) live show and our fading stars get to play to packed-out arena after packed-out arena that they probably wouldn't fill on their own.

Although, after seeing the audience's reaction to him, maybe Tony could. Especially if he could bury the hatchet with those tasty Kemp brothers for a reunion ...