Turnstile

Forget the tedious debates about whether this is true hardcore punk. The reality is much simpler: this album is an absolute thrill. Turnstile ignores rigid genre boundaries, seamlesly blending 90s alternative pop vibes with stadium-sized rock anthems. Even their fastest, heaviest tracks are polishe with an infectious, accessible sheen. Purists might complain, but everyone else is too busy smiling and jumping into the mosh pit. :)

Is it hardcore? Who cares. It bangs.

When people call Turnstile "baby's first Hardcore band" they aren't kidding this shit is light as fuck and barely even Hardcore if you ask me. The emphasis on the autotune over the vocals is a huge turnoff for myself as it really ruins any of the Rock/Punk elements of this release. It feels so polished and that is exactly what both of those genres shouldn't be in this context. Never Enough feels dishonest and like such a dig towards actually fans of Hardcore as it tries the paint the genre as something it isn't and waters down the overall image without ever actually paying respect to the music. This album is dull and uninspired as well as being a blatant waste of anyone's time who genuinely cares about Hardcore as a genre. Turnstile had their time in the Punk spotlight and now they think they are too good for it, just a shame because they actually made some great music when they cared about what they were doing.

The live show is different

Art fr

Yates produces this time, and the record sidesteps the Glow On expectations rather than answering them. Latin horns on Dreaming, Shabaka Hutchings' flute turning Sunshower into ambient jazz, and Daniel Fang's drumming is what keeps the wandering anchored. A few interludes read as range-showing rather than necessary. Growth that feels natural rather than forced.

For new fans, this is an amazing introduction to this band. Like a first hand view of someones dream