The title of Grynch’s new mixtape, Rapping About Rapping, is probably an allusion to the most common criticism The King of Ballard suffers: that he spends too much time rapping about rapping. And not enough time — I don’t know — talking about his jewels (which he doesn’t sport — dude is too sensible for that), bragging about his female conquests (which also doesn’t fit his character — he’s too genial), or talking about how gangsta he is (I mean, he’s from Ballard — ’nuff said).
There are two things certain about Grynch. One, he seems like such a nice guy that, regardless of what you think of his rap’s subject matter, he’ll eventually wear you down with charm. Two, he’s one of the most technically proficient rappers in Seattle, blessed with a voice that commands a stage and a mic. It’s a fact Grynch will win most emcee battles. The hardest battle has been the one he fights with his critics, of which I consider myself one. Always critical, yes, but still one of his most optimistic fans.

