glaive - i care so much that i don’t care at all

If the title ‘i care so much that i dont care at all’, complete with its lower-case delivery and grammatical rebellion seems a melodramatic affair, that’s precisely the point. There’s little surprise in knowing glaive, still yet a teenager, found an audience online during the early months of lockdown: if there’s one takeaway from his debut, it’s that he feels. A lot. But where his angst-fuelled predecessors had a tendency to lash out lyrically, sonically he takes most from Midwest emo, Y2K pop-punk and their environs - genres whose words have not dated as well as their sounds. Throughout, glaive’s gaze is fixed inward. “I know it doesn’t look like I tried,” he muses, for example, on ‘im nothing thats all i am’, a self-flagellating breakup tale. And while the emotions are big, the choruses are even bigger: ‘the good the bad the olga’ begs for a cathartic moshpit, while ‘pardee urgent care’ is a definitive phone-torches-in-the-air moment.