1. Turnstile
Time & Space
(Roadrunner)
At the start of 2018, Turnstile were one of the coolest bands in underground hardcore. But they were also unknowns outside its borders. Twelve months later, their brilliant, incendiary, genre-hopping second album has made them one of the hottest bands on Earth, hardcore or otherwise.
Borne of the people around Baltimore mainstays Trapped Under Ice, soft-spoken frontman Brendan Yates explained at the start of the year that they’d set out “not as a side project, but this other, special thing”. Continuing a collaboration between himself and guitarist Brady Ebert that had endured over two decades since their childhood in Burtonsville, Maryland, roots ran deep. Wildcard bassist Franz Lyons, six-stringer Pat McCrory and drummer Daniel Fang were equal parts, however, in a project built on brotherhood, friendship and enjoyment.
It had been clear that something special was in the pipeline, but few predicted just how high Turnstile would set the bar. Their second LP Time & Space was both the launch pad and rocket fuel for the stratospheric rise that followed.
“Hardcore can be whatever you want it to be,” Brendan had declared ahead of the album’s release. The 25-minute whirlwind of sound that arrived on February 23 made good on that in every imaginable way. A peerless showcase of genre cross-pollination, this was a recognition that the mosh-pit melting pot had reached boiling point, overflowing with music fans from all walks of life. Its weave of thumping NYHC rhythms, hip-hop beats, alt.rock grit and live-wire punk energy refused to be confined by any boundaries whatsoever.
It’s a spirit that shines everywhere, like when Sheer Mag’s Tina Halladay lends her vocals to distended party anthem Moon, or EDM super-producer Diplo (whose rock credentials also include producing Rolo Tomassi’s 2010 album Cosmology), brings a little keyboard razzle-dazzle to the otherwise tumbledown Right To Be. They’re not cash-grab crossovers, but happy collabs based on friendship and mutual admiration.
More importantly, in refusing to pander to anyone in particular, the album connected with fans everywhere. Its message – community, diversity, inclusivity – proved to be every bit as important as the music itself. A once derisory meme became a gloriously inclusive reality, as far-flung fans hopped aboard. “How do you get into hardcore? ENTER THROUGH TURNSTILE.”
Live, too, Turnstile’s name became the must-see of the year. Beyond mere moshy hardcore shows – although there is still plenty of that to be had – they saw skate-punk riffs mixing with moments of reggae chill, and funky grooves tripped into the circle pit. That they can headline Leeds’ Outbreak hardcore fest and appear at Jay-Z’s Made In America fest simply underlines their universal appeal. Their dedication, meanwhile, is non-swerving – before Time & Space’s release show, heroic drummer Daniel Fang checked himself out of hospital with a bout of rhabdomyolysis (an affliction of the muscle fibres) in order to play. In his medical gown, no less.
Hardcore can be whatever you want it to be. In delivering the common ground on which a world of fans from so many walks of life converged, Time & Space is the album of the year for brilliantly demonstrating just how inclusive, exciting, fun and energising it can be.