I caught up with Seattle rapper ex patria The Good Sin in New York City recently. We found the time in our schedules for some coffee up on 5th Avenue at —of all places— Starbucks.
What began as a traveling bug grew into a realization for one of Seattle's most talented rappers (his Late EP is 206 Hall of Fame shit), and with his enlightenment he wound up in New York city (Harlem, to be exact) pursuing his music career full time while working just enough to support his musical inclination. He shared with me some work (audio as well as video) that isn't ready for public consumption yet, but that I can say is fully formed, and full of the the rap realism from The Good Sin that makes his music worth listening to. The new work recalls the aforementioned Late EP without looking back. It's goose-flesh-inducing good.
He did point out to me that his roomate, fellow Northwesterner Luck One, just released an album everyone can hear titled King Of The Northwest II: The Curse Of The Pharaoh. After hanging with The Good Sin and commiserating about mind expanding travel I had a listen and I think you should, too.
Luck One does the improbable and slides in there with a record full of conscious rap that may be a few songs too long, but is never preachy. The album really hits its stride when the self proclaimed King Of The Northwest features The King Of Ballard (Grynch hisself) on a boom bap track, which risks being anachronistic, but again, comes through. Luck One's strengths are his voice, and his ability to rhyme the right questions, like why is selling drugs something to rap proudly about?
And one more thing, check out Loops For Lovers mixtape called Indian Summer. Local singer/songwriter Alana Bell's project with producer/designer KMTK, whose short (8min. total) project concentrates on building interludes rather than fully formed songs was inspired by the Seattlite's time in New York City. Despite it's brevity it slices concisely when it engages local golden child Porter Ray. One small critique of Porter Ray's unanimously celebrated rap tapes that escaped every review is that his wordiness sometimes smothers his songs without hooks or interludes, well, problem solved, thanks KMTK & Alana Bell.