Ok, it's been released/remastered before and this version, whilst adding the extended 12" versions of Silver and The Killing Moon and a whole live CD from the Albert Hall on 19th July 1983, lacks the "Life At Brian's" E.P. tracks and the two Crystal Days live tracks from '84.
So why buy? Simple answer is that live CD. It WAS the greatest gig ever. There was a long period of gestation for what was to become the "Ocean Rain" album. In June '83, nearly a year before the album's eventual relaease, the Bunnymen unveiled Silver, Seven Seas and The Killing Moon on a Radio 1 John Peel Session. This whetted the appetite even more for the upcoming tour. The Bunnymen had been touring pretty solidly since December '82 and were at the very peak of their live form - tight, octane fuelled, McCulloch full of passion and fire, Sergeant jangling, jarring snapping and sniping on guitar, Pattinson a fluid rhythmic presence on bass and behind it all Pete de Freitas, the greatest drummer.
I can't remember what the weather outside was like that night, only that inside the Albert Hall, in the back row of the balcony, it was hotter than hell. It's hard to believe, listening to the raw energy of this gig, that most of the audience downstairs remained seated for most of the show; every attempt at dancing being suppressed by over zealous security. After "Never Stop" McCulloch says "You can stand up again if you want...no one's holier than thou." The bouncer baiting continued, the atmosphere built and built until by the time Crocodiles and the encores arrived the Albert Hall was shaking and heaving to the Bunnybeat.
McCulloch out of tune? Maybe now and the end, but only for a moment and no way does this make it unlistenable! At the end of the long slow first part of Porcupine, McCulloch alters the lyrics to croon/wail "There are no comparisons with Echo And The Bunnymen". There weren't, there never will be.
Do yourself a favour; buy this (and the Crystal Days boxset if you want to complete the gig by adding the two encores of Heroin and Do It Clean), turn the lights down, turn the heating up, put on a pair of vintage Italian Army parachute trousers (with knee pads and ankle zips) and dance your socks off.