When Polica’s captivating front-woman Channy Leaneagh casually announced in her delicate American accent that they were fresh off the Glastonbury stage the night before, the crowd were noticeably impressed.

Despite having just faced the festival’s biblical weather conditions, Polica’s perfect mix of ethereal vocals, electronic sounds and ample reverb made for one very atmospheric gig. Unconventionally comprised of two enigmatic drummers, a head-popping and insanely talented bassist and one haunting vocalist, the alternative/synthpop band played an array of songs from both of their albums, including the anthemic Chain My Name.

These were embellished with a few new tracks, all received with equal amounts of excitement and admiration.

With minimal speaking between songs, the band emanated serenity and focus.

Not one voice of the audience could be heard, as to watch this band live seemed more an experience to soak up, rather than shout along to.

A sea of gently swaying fans filled the venue, adding to the spaced-out vibes that Polica delivered.

Whether a big festival stage or a small, dark Brightonian venue, Polica are a band so beguiling that it would be unimaginable for any crowd not to fall in love with their style, effortless hooks and musical ability.