Fatal Lucciauno dropped his sophomore full-length, Respect, yesterday via Sportn’ Life Records. I won’t say much here since a full album review by me is coming soon (via Potholes In My Blog), except that this record is vastly different than what most fans of Seattle rap are used to. It’s underground as hell, but not in the skater/backpacker aesthetic that most hip-hop in the city trends toward.
Fatal’s is a perspective that Seattle likes to pretend doesn’t exist, the pathos of a man familiar to most through fictionalized accounts on HBO and sensationalized blather on the local news. Respect is realer, rawer and more vital than the status quo this city tries so hard to maintain. There’s dirt in your own backyard, Seattle. Shit that no amount of new food co-ops or neighborhood clean-up days can wipe clean.