Sloping onstage with shades on before kicking over his drinks table, James Acaster's shiny-new tough-guy persona lasts all of about a minute and a half. Announcing throughout that this gig might be the weirdest on his tour to date (bet he says that to all the cities), the Kettering comic delivers a dizzying two halves of typically inventive nonsense.

Except there's one shift in the Acaster live experience: he's now actually giving us an insight into his personal life in a way he's barely even attempted before. Gone are the extended pretences of being an undercover detective or a juror, as we learn about the tricky times he's had in recent years such as the time his ex-girlfriend began dating Rowan Atkinson (or 'Mr Bean' as he continually insists on calling his not-really love rival), or the moment that the strong working relationship he had with his agent began to dissolve before splitting apart entirely, leaving Acaster genuinely depressed at the way his life was panning out.

Not that the daftness has been entirely abandoned. He chats about how he's working in some swears in order to get shot of the Christians among his flock, discusses his admiration for the various workings of the moon, and merges the personal with the fantastical in a sequence about his curious and wholly unethical dealings with a therapist. James Acaster may have been spurned by the Edinburgh Comedy Award judges down the years, but it has done little harm to a career that's evolving and improving with each new show.

O2 Academy, Glasgow, Sun 29 Sep; King's Theatre, Edinburgh, Sun 3 Nov. Reviewed at O2 Academy, Glasgow, Sat 20 Jul.