This is exactly the kind of show that I love the Fringe for. Taking a punt on a late-night, fairly unknown clown who you can find eagerly flyering for his own show right up until the performance. These nights can very much go either way but sometimes, just sometimes, you uncover a gem.

It’s hard to work out if Fraser Brown is incredibly confident, incredibly drilled or both. Despite his years his delivery style is that of a clown who believes he owns the room. His general cadence alternately brings to mind Stewart Lee or Richard Herring but he is definitely still experimenting with his on stage persona – as he freely admits.

He occasionally breaks into one-liner mode and even has a crack at impressions with a decent James Acaster riff but you don’t mind this for a second as the material is consistently strong.

From his necrophiliac uncle and sadistic PE teacher to his problems with bullying, relationships and mental stability – “it’s a bit like the Leaning Tower or Pisa, unstable, but in a fun way” – this clown takes us on a very interesting journey.

Everything in this show is tightly scripted, even down to the cheeky asides and ‘improvisation’ on the night. He doesn’t need the audience – and this is all part of the shtick, he is the magician showing you how the tricks are done.

This was a thoroughly enjoyable hour of comedy from a completely unexpected source. The potential for this clown is huge and we look forward to seeing him again.

Clown Stars: * * * *

@The Space Triplex, Edinburgh