Nostalgia was top of the menu at the New Theatre on Saturday night, with a wonderfully energetic show that recreated the very best of the 1950s, 60s and 70s. A selection of chart-toppers from that golden era flowed seamlessly in a kind of glorified karaoke, accompanied by slick dance routines and presented within the framework of recognisable settings of the day, from a typical 60s café to Sunday Night at the London Palladium. In the background, contemporary news stories and headlines were projected on to a screen to recall some of the more serious moments of those decades.

But this was more than just a stroll down memory lane. The musical standard was first-rate, with several of the company proving their versatility by singing one minute and playing an instrument the next. Most impressive of all, though, was their uncanny resemblance to well-known rock ’n’ rollers of the day, both in looks and sound.

Particularly memorable was Trevor Payne’s startlingly good impression of Cliff Richard — a cue for one of the show’s many comic exchanges.

Introduced by Gary Anderson as ‘Harry Webb’, Payne corrected him: “Actually, I’m known as Cliff Richard these days.” “Cliff Richard!” scoffed Anderson. “You won’t get far with a name like that!”

Among this highly talented ensemble, the stand-out performer for me was Nikki Renee Hechavarria — not just for her powerful vocals, but for the sheer enjoyment more or less permanently etched on her face. Even when she wasn’t centre stage, she commanded attention with her magnetic stage presence.

Intermingled with the music were well-placed stand-up routines — most of which, admittedly, were a bit corny, with the kind of jokes you would expect to pull out of a cracker – but they still raised plenty of laughs. But ultimately the night was about the music, and it was a real toe-tapper from start to finish.