Frankie Monroe emerges from the back of the room, red of eye and white of face. He’s a startlingly unsettling presence and further degenerates himself when he smears his pallid visage and ill-fitting suit with a mixture of beer and Sudocrem. And when he threatens to enter the audience there are visible twitches of fear, as he asserts that no row is safe. That said, he’s more bark than bite and, apart from stealing a man’s wallet (the victim is persistently invited to win it back), he’s more benign than he first appears.

Monroe is the owner of a working men’s club in Rotherham which he also describes as ‘a portal to hell’, and opens with a brief song about his love for a trowel, very much bringing to mind the style of early Vic & Bob. Later on, performer Joe Kent-Walters inhabits other shambolic characters, such as Frankie’s nephew Brandy whose very slight costume-change somehow makes him look even more disturbing. Monroe brings the deranged hour to an end with a startling Johnny Cash tribute performed deep within the crowd before things descend into proper anarchy. This chaotic cabaret is an hour of unadulterated bedlam and it’s glorious fun.

Joe Kent-Walters Is Frankie Monroe: LIVE!!!, Monkey Barrel, until 25 August, 11.25pm; 25 & 26 August, 1.15am; main picture: Matt Stronge.