Turnstile, from left to right: drummer Daniel Fang, bassist Franz Lyon, vocalist Brendan Yates, guitarist Meg Mills and guitarist Pat McCrory. (Atiba Jefferson)

Review by Chris Richards

Flex your head and this new Turnstile album will feel vacuous. Here goes the reigning band in contemporary hardcore punk, refusing to articulate what they stand for or against, delivering empty gestures with tidal force. But once you get your body involved, the Baltimore quintet’s fourth full-length, “Never Enough,” becomes undeniable. This music is all rush, all urgency, a crushing avalanche of sensation, ballistic and beautiful. Why resist that? Life is short, pleasure is irrational, and if there are any mosh-like reflexes encoded in your physiology, these songs can quite literally remind you how to mov

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