The excitement in the air in Tufnell Park was palpable while lining up to get into The Dome on Saturday night. Daughters’ first appearance in London in over a decade, off the back of their rollicking, career-best album You Won’t Get What You Want had undoubtedly built up a mythical status for all of the people attending the sold out show. The anticipation was too much for some, even after the band had taken to the stage, where they kept us waiting still as they stood stoically onstage, singer Alexis Marshall tapping the top of his microphone in a slow beat, eking out the last of the tension. It was too much for some in the audience, who started shouting for them to “get on with it” and worse – which seemingly only raised the determination in the band to put on a resounding final show of their European tour.

Once they kicked into it, nobody was left wanting for anything. The volume, the intensity, the unity – it was all there from the first crunching chord. Bolstered to a 6-piece onstage, Daughters brought their complex undefinable brand of punk-metal into grinding and grimacing life with swagger and malice. They kicked off with a trio from You Won’t Get What You Want, ‘The Reason They Hate Me’ and ‘The Lords Song’ instantly lighting a fire under everyone’s behind, the latter prompting the first chant along of the night in “I cry about it because I want to!” Third up, ‘Satan In The Wait’ – just as on record – was one of the undoubted highlights, the refrain blossoming like a cult-like religious sing along.

Although the set list leaned heavily on the most recent album, Daughters peppered tracks from their pre-hiatus albums in for long-time fans – and just to prove that they’ve always been unique. With the expanded lineup onstage they could emphasise just how complex their seemingly straightforward older material actually is, with the pulverising and sonically overwhelming onslaught of ‘Our Queens (One Is Many, Many Is One)’ being a particularly rowdy highlight.

With the audience eating out of their hands – when not jumping up on stage to kiss Marshall and dive back into the crowd (which happened a lot) – Daughters just kept turning the screw. ‘Long Road, No Turns’ picked up on the energy of the excitement of the preceding older songs and ramped it up to frenzied levels of swaying and screaming emotion. ‘Less Sex’ showed off their worrying sexiness, but that was quickly dispelled by the steamrolling double injection of tracks from Daughters, ‘The Hit’ and ‘The Virgin’.

Daughters book-ended the night with another trio from You Won’t Get What You Want, saving some of their most hollowing cuts for last. For most, the album-closing ‘Guest House’ would be the perfect cap for the evening, but even after the lungbusting and terrifying finale, Daughters powered onwards. ‘Daughter’ once more heightened the menace in the air, and the whole evening and its weighty emotions were brought home expertly in Daughters’ plummeting scorcher ‘Ocean Song’, which brought the whole night down in a splash of ice cold fireworks. As a way to finish a set I can’t think of better, as a way to finish a tour, I am sure that Daughters went back home feeling like conquering heroes.