It took all of five songs to get the feet grooving and arms pumping.
That’s all it took for the musical drug of Motown to course through the veins.
A trio – one man and two women – were up out of their seats, hugging and boogieing in the aisle as if they had been transported back to Detroit, carried along by the sound of Tamla nostalgia.
They weren’t the only ones, with more and more music lovers joining the love-in by the end of this two-hour spectacular.
Leading cast member Andre Lejaune was the chief crowd-pleaser, his energetic and vibrant performance providing the driving energy through Motown’s endless back catalogue from the Four Tops, Temptations, Stevie Wonder, Martha Reeves, The Supremes and Gladys Knight.
It occasionally stuttered between the high-energy numbers and the ballads but the seven-cast members – who clearly love their jobs – pulled them through with aplomb.
The lead female vocalist was terrific while the four male members’ rendition of Under The Boardwalk was pitch perfect and a key highlight in a night of countless high points. And that’s not mentioning the dazzling costume changes...
Critics may argue not all of the songs were strictly Motown and Andre Lejaune’s impression of Stevie Wonder was more cringeworthy than funny, but that would be nitpicking of the highest order.
This is a life-affirming genre of music that will probably never be repeated.
I defy anyone to have left that venue without a smile on their face and the world seeming a better place.
With wonderful synergy, when I got home there was an advert plugging the new series of X Factor.
Talk about the sublime to the cash cow, conveyor-belt, low-grade, style-over-substance ridiculous. This is one 30-odd year-old wishing he was born in a different era.
A triumph... Signed, sealed, delivered.