Late on a given Saturday, Count Reeshard & Lee-Roy will be found manning the DJ booth at the Purple Bat Lounge, a dive bar on Brush St. in downtown Detroit once described as a “frabjous sort of place in a decidedly vorpal neighborhood.” It is there that Reeshard, a hairless former rock critic, and Lee-Roy, a brindled pit bull with an outsized id, spin four sets of uptempo, ill-mannered tunes geared to dancing and short-term memory loss — in a phrase: Bad Music for Bad People. The unmistakable ambiance of the Purple Bat is very much a part of the show’s fabric, as are sundry local characters frequenting the place: LaWanda (a six-foot tall bartender who moonlights as a dominatrix); Nice Guy Eddie (frenemy to Lee-Roy, an irascible tuxedo cat working at a rival bar down the block); Lotsa Poppa (a local pimp whose Maserati is parked out front); and, much beloved of longtime N.C.I.P. listeners, Uncle Morty, proprietor of the Midnight Mobile Dispensary, a filthy former ice cream truck “that no longer sells popsicles.” Morty drives by at the 10 pm mark, when we learn of new strains on his truck topping this week’s Cheeba Chart™. There are no contemplative moments involving ambient music during No Condition Is Permanent. The show is fast, noisy, tattered at the edges and fully capable of breaking your lease, should you need that.