another bit of 80s nostalgia

This song so easily could have been an outtake from Seven and the Ragged Tiger. It has all of the hall-marks of that era Duran Duran: quasi-religious lyrics, insanely catchy chorus, O.K. verse, and not very good bridge. There's even visual shout-outs in the video to that terrible 80's Patrick Nagel aesthetic many of us associate with Duran Duran.

I think Arcadia was the singer, keyboard player, and drummer's message to the bass and guitar player that if they wanted to keep making crap music with Power Station,* the rest of the band could keep doing this thing without them.

The band actually got back together after that and has had its ups and downs in the succeeding decades, but they did a more than creditable job of soldiering through the grunge era with no love from the record labels they had enriched. There's a very good chance that a Tarantino or Aranofsky protagonist will praise them in a future film, and that they (sans guitarist) will be playing at a casino near you sometime soon. 

Whenever I see rock and roll veterans giving 110% in small clubs as if they are still in front of a stadium, I'm reminded of this bit of dialogue from Raising Arizona:

John Goodman's character: What a strange, strange world we live in.
Nicholas Cage's character (laconically): They ought to sell tickets.
John Goodman's character: I'd buy some!

Me too! I mean I do.

[*Listen to T-Rex instead.]