Camille O’Sullivan has returned to her band of loyal Fringe followers. She shares a few in-jokes with the crowd, speaking of ‘the wheels falling off’, poking at and playing with the erratic collection of bric-a-brac she shares the stage with including a cat-faced tea cosy, wolf costume, and one illuminated rabbit and its baby (‘it’s his first Fringe’, O’Sullivan says, fondly). Her between-song banter could hold its own as an absurdist comedy show alone. 

There’s not a full backing band here, but Feargal Murray’s rich piano accompaniment is more than enough to fill the room. This combined with a new rasp to O’Sullivan’s voice makes for a quiet, more intimate show, as though we’re in a hazy cabaret bar in 1920s Paris. Coldplay’s ‘A Rush Of Blood To The Head’ is almost unrecognisable, tinged with sadness and threat from Murray’s minor chords and brimming with O’Sullivan’s haunting emotion that far outstrips the original.

Jacques Brel’s ‘Amsterdam’, sung like a sea shanty with only the stomp of a silver glittery heel to accompany it sends shivers across the skin. Meanwhile, Nick Cave’s ‘Jubilee Street’, backed by a recorded drum and guitar track, ups the tempo and sees O’Sullivan tearing through the audience, voice cracking in perfect punk style. There’s no doubt about it: raw, raspy and intimate works wonderfully for Camille O’Sullivan. 

Underbelly Bristo Square, until 28 August, 7.20pm.