It's difficult to criticise Frank Turner's tireless work ethic. A highlight of last year's Cambridge Folk Festival, a staple on the touring circuit, and one of the last acts to play the London Astoria before its demolition, he has become something of a live phenomenon in three years. The former front man of Million Dead's fusing of punk and folk has seen him gradually scale the Radio One playlist and, as he proudly tells us, one of his songs is soon to be featured on Blue Peter. Claims to fame don't get much bigger.

Monday's headline show at the Junction, the closing date of his current tour, began promisingly with a solo rendition of ‘The Ballad of Me and My Friends'. Its refrain of "We're definitely going to hell/But we'll have all the best stories to tell" showcased Turner's strong voice, easily matched in volume by the excitable crowd. It was a special moment, before his four piece backing band appeared through a cloud of smoke, strumming some chords and pulling shapes across the stage. Watching session musicians attempt the splits whilst playing guitar arms-width at 45˚ angles above their heads is a surprisingly engaging way to spend a Monday evening, and their exuberance certainly matched the panache of new track ‘Live Fast, Die Old'.

Turner's onstage banter worked well throughout the fast paced show, drumming up a bit of Oxford/Cambridge rivalry and presenting his keyboardist with a miniature birthday cake he bought in a supermarket, impaled by a candle nicked from a restaurant. The atmospherically dark ‘Worse Things Happen At Sea' was an effective downbeat contrast, with emphasis on his storytelling ability; yet the biggest crowd reaction was saved for ‘Long Live The Queen', an earnest tribute to a friend who recently passed away.

An encore of ‘Photosynthesis' saw support acts Emily Barker and Chris T-T return to stage on banjo and keyboard, adding to the frivolities and climaxing in an emphatic "And I won't sit down/And I won't shut up/And most of all I will not grow up".

Like the rest of his material, it may not have redefined the "singer songwriter with ability to write a good tune" genre, but with Turner wading into the f ront row to engage in a final sing-along, its infectiousness made for a frankly entertaining end to the evening.