A reluctant 44-year-old dad agreed to review this show to please his 11-year-old daughter among 1,500 screaming mums who hadn’t gone to Iceland. Outside there was a chorus of "Pete’s a lovely Dad", "such a nice man".

Has a personality, a trip to the jungle and endless probing shows on ITV2 filled this venue?

Your reviewer had low pre-match expectations and they were about to be shattered.

As soon as the curtain fell the Apollo-style light show revealed a mighty ten-piece band. The ticket money had been spent on the show. As his album suggests this could be a “Big Night”.

The setlist was a 50/50 of originals and well-chosen covers such as Pharrell’s omnipresent Happy and Stevie Wonder’s Sir Duke. This was a top-end, polished Vegas show slick in its minutiae and dynamic arrangements.

Andre showed his endearing ease with an audience by getting 96-year-old birthday girl Madge up on stage to the crowd’s delight.

The mums and daughters had him leaning on an open door all night. The band were rifle-shot tight with a stunning three-piece brass section.

As well as hits such as Flava, he surprised everyone by drawing four reluctant people out of the crowd to dance to Zorba The Greek, one of whom was your reviewer. This was not part of my plan but it caused much hilarity.

Andre’s vocals were strong and the sound was excellent. His love of Michael Jackson shone through his every step as he raised the roof to Shake Your Body Down and the beautiful Human Nature.

Mysterious Girl had the Barbican skanking and grinding as one and the encore of John Legend’s Ordinary People layered in rich harmonies and Justin Timberlake’s Senorita topped a night that astonished this grumpy dad.

Mr Andre is a song- and-dance man who knows how to sing, dance and charm a crowd but unlike other performers, he can also peddle fish fingers and prawn rings. One flawless show. One happy daughter. One shocked Dad.