Here & Now - The Steps Musical
- leejamesscriven
- Apr 1
- 2 min read
If you’re the kind of person who loves a night out filled with glitter, giggles, and the kind of tunes that instantly transport you back to simpler times, then Here and Now: The Steps Musical is about to become your new favourite obsession. Honestly, it’s like someone bottled the pure joy of a Saturday morning music show from 2001, sprinkled in some seaside soap opera drama, and set it loose on stage.
From the second the lights come up, you’re hit with a riot of colour so bold it practically high‑fives you. Costumes shimmer, lights pulse, and the whole stage feels like a time capsule cracked open with delightful chaos. It’s pop with a capital P — loud, proud, and absolutely unapologetic.
And speaking of nostalgia — oh, it’s here. It’s loud. It’s leaning all the way in. We’re talking full‑blown noughties nostalgia, the kind that has you mentally checking whether you still have your butterfly hair clips tucked in an old drawer somewhere, or whether your mum ever donated those pedal pushers with floral embroidery you swore were the height of fashion. The show knows exactly what it’s doing. Every song, dance break, and cheeky wink feels like a love letter to a decade that lived loudly, colourfully, and rhythmically.
The vocals? Absolutely stellar. The cast sings like they’ve been training for a pop‑powered Olympic. Whether it’s a big, belty ballad or a sugar‑rush dance track, the performers treat each number like it’s the finale of a sold‑out arena tour. You can practically feel the audience trying not to leap up for a key‑change singalong.
What really gives this musical its charm, though, is the way it weaves all the high energy into a story that actually has heart. Amidst the sparkle and the shoulder shimmies, there are threads of friendship, love, mischief, and those big life‑moments that stick with you long after the glitter has settled. It’s sweet without being sappy, silly without being shallow — the kind of storytelling that makes you smile without even realising you’re doing it.
And ultimately? It’s just fun. Pure, simple, infectious fun. The kind that leaves you buzzing as you spill out into the night, chatting excitedly with your friends about your favourite number or the costume you secretly want to wear to your next staff party.
Sally Scriven
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