I’VE said it before and - as there seems to be no sign of their popularity waiving - I have no doubt I’ll say it again: I’m not a fan of juke box musicals, as a concept.

It’s a shame they seem to have dominated stages in more recent years, taking over from truly new material.

That said, I’ve happily cried at Mamma Mia’s Abba soundtrack and rocked out with the best of them at We Will Rock You’s tribute to Queen.

Tonight’s The Night made a short-lived West End debut in 2003, and has been overshadowed by these theatrical giants.

But with the prolific songbook of Rod Stewart and the writing skills of Ben Elton (also behind the Queen show) the makings should be there for a belter of a night out.

And that is just what you get: High theatre it ain’t, a rocking romp through 25 of Stewart’s hits - with a tongue in cheek plot - it most definitely is.

Ben Heathcote is a powerful, albeit diminutive, lead man, showcasing great Rod-like vocals as the awkward mechanic Stu, who does a deal with the devil to swap his soul for that of Rod Stewart in a bid to win over his love Mary.

Jenna Lee-James was deceptive as Mary; from sweet and gentle, she built up to a simply stunning performance of I Don’t Want To Talk About It - maintaining phenomenal composure when a somewhat over-enthusiastic audience member yelled: “Come on... Fantastic” during the dramatic pauses.

As Dee Dee, ex-Sugababe Jade Ewan’s voice was just beautiful, but the overly pared down arrangements jarred a touch, compared to other ballads on the night - which maintained that Stewart edge.

Andy Rees’ rendition of I Don’t Want To Talk About It was sublime and had the audience enraptured.

Tiffany Graves had a ball switching between rock chick Baby Jane and saucy Satan, playing up to the ultimate bad girl role with ease.

But the performance of the night came from Michael McKell as the swaggering Jagger-alike Stoner.

With the moves like Jagger - never mind the facial expressions - he commanded the stage with simply impeccable comic timing.

An energetic ensemble of mechanics, sultry devils, Hot Legs masseuses and groupies help hype up the audience, with fab choreography and costumes.

Come the concluding ‘mega mix’, following the randomly shoe-horned We Are Sailing, the audience is on its feet, singing and swaying the night away.

Grab your handbags, don your gladrags and you’ll have all the luck of a great night, tonight.