"On a Wednesday evening in September, about 6,000 people cross footbridges to reach Brown's Island, a bucolic park in the middle of the James River in Richmond, Virginia. They're here to see Turnstile, the Baltimore band who came from the hardcore punk underground but whose reach expands far outside that world. Turnstile take the stage to a shimmering swell of keyboards the intro from Never Enough, the title track from their new album. It's a slow song by Turnstile standards, a tender confession of self-doubt that builds into a cathartic singalong."
"The moment that the song ends, Turnstile jump directly into TLC (Turnstile Love Connection), a frantic fist-pumper from 2021's Glow On, and the crowd become a mass of flailing limbs. For the next hour-plus, bodies fly in all directions, as strangers scream lyrics into each other's faces. Every new riff, every change in tempo, brings a fresh wave of sweaty euphoria."
"Turnstile gigs have been like this for years. In the early days, the band played dive bars and church halls, and the shows never took place entirely on stage. Frontman Brendan Yates would dive balletically into the crowd, and the stage would be a constant blur of people from the audience running up, grabbing the microphone to belt out a line or two and then leaping back off."
About 6,000 people gather on Brown's Island in Richmond to see Turnstile, whose live set shifts from tender keyboard-led intros like Never Enough into frenetic hardcore anthems such as TLC. The crowd becomes a kinetic mass as bodies fly and strangers scream lyrics at each other, producing sweaty euphoria at every riff and tempo change. The band's live ethos grew from dive bars and church halls where frontman Brendan Yates would dive into the crowd and fans repeatedly grabbed the microphone. Originating from Baltimore hardcore and formed in 2010, Turnstile's dizzy hooks and colourful aesthetics broadened their audience beyond the subculture.
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