Montreal-based pop sensation and LGBTQ activist Van Hechter is back with “Boy Problems,” a stunning new single. The track merges his signature upbeat charm with rare emotional depth. Hechter, known for hits like “Disco Brother,” “Hot Damn,” and “Love Elastic,” reveals a new side to his magnetic electro-pop personality, offering a message that is both radiant and raw.

At 4 minutes and 24 seconds, “BoyProblems” is a bilingual (French & English) eruption of glitter, melancholy, and empowerment. It’s built on irresistible synths, glossy production, and pulsing basslines. The song invites listeners into a world where heartbreak beats in rhythm with liberation. The melodies feel euphoric on the surface, yet are stained with a haunting vulnerability, proving that dancing and deep feeling can exist together.

At its core, the song is a manifesto about refusing to settle for half-love. Van delivers lyrics that make you sway, smile, and suddenly pause; the truth stings. If love isn’t loud, real, and fully given, he’d rather walk away. It’s a reminder wrapped in rhythm: loving yourself means refusing the small version of what you deserve.

Filled with Hechter’s signature humor, glamour, and optimism, “Boy Problems” is a club anthem and a soul-stirrer all at once. The bilingual lyrics expand its emotional reach. The track feels at home anywhere, from Parisian dance floors and New York rooftops to headphones on a bus or speakers at Pride.

This is a jam that makes you feel like you’re flying, free from pretense. It’s definitively dance-pop and unmistakably Van Hechter, though the smile has a real heartbeat underneath. Listeners will hear that signature flair; he’s still cheeky, stylish, and unapologetically queer. His artistry is simply sharpened with new emotional honesty. This is a growth moment, delivered with a wink and a synth hook.

“Boy Problems” is a significant step beyond a simple catchy single. It’s a toast to self-worth. A glittering rebellion against lukewarm love. A reminder that the dance floor can be a place to heal. This sonic centerpiece belongs on your playlist, and on your friends’ too.

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Sometimes a song shows up like that friend who kicks open the door without knocking, grinning and saying, “get your shoes, we’re leaving.” “Tule Tule,” the new single from South Sudanese artist TR Craze featuring Jamaican-UK rapper Caine Marko, moves exactly like that. The track is bold and charged, carrying the weight of lived experience while stomping over a dark, menacing drill beat that feels built for the streets as much as the club.

TR Craze’s backstory reads like a movie script Hollywood studios would fight over. He was born in South Sudan, shaped by the trauma of civil war, and pushed into the harsh realities of refugee life. He literally survived the treacherous routes through Libya and across the Mediterranean Sea to reach Europe. This man distills survival into rhythm. On “Tule Tule,” you can feel that heart, that urgency, and that fire in his delivery, channelled into a raw, assertive drill performance that cuts through even if you don’t understand a single word of the opening verse. At its core, “Tule Tule” is a raw, assertive drill track that isn’t afraid to bare its teeth.

The word “Tule” comes from Nuer. It refers to youth games and the electric thrill of chasing something, whether that’s victory, joy, or destiny. TR Craze uses that spirit like a drumbeat beneath his voice. The choruses hit with a communal, call-and-response warmth but here that playfulness is flipped into a gritty, chant-like hook – “Tule Tule” – that feels like the rallying cry of a crew on the move. Even without translating the lyrics, the tone tells you everything. This is about motion, pursuit, celebration, and refusing to stay stuck in the past, all wrapped in an unapologetic, high-adrenaline atmosphere. Lyrically, the track leans into street life, dominance and crew loyalty, matching the tension in the beat.

Behind them, producer Kyxxx builds a dark, tense soundscape, stitching drill drums with Brazilian bounce and Bhangra-flavoured rhythmic elements that keep the track constantly on edge. The result is a gritty, energetic and unapologetic atmosphere that pulls you straight into their world.

Then Caine Marko slides in for the second verse, and the whole energy pivots into a sharp, swagger-heavy bounce. His flow is clean but gritty, confident and confrontational, shifting between braggadocio and sly charm.

“She knows I’m a wolf and I run the pack,” he starts, classic alpha talk, but delivered with a laid-back grin. “She come first like running track,” he continues, flipping between affection and athletic metaphors like a man who’s too used to moving fast.

Then he opens up the verse more: “Doing dirt and getting with a bitty, I only pretty… then back to the city. Got me some liquor then it got me some weed.” It’s lifestyle rap, but the reckless, unapologetic kind. It’s the messy, outside-at-night, live-in-the-moment vibe that balances TR Craze’s more grounded narrative. When he ends with “you going to hang with the gang,” the energy snaps into a group-hyped finale, a reminder that music like this isn’t meant to be consumed alone, underlining the crew-first loyalty at the heart of the record.

“Tule Tule” works because it blends worlds without softening its raw, street-hardened edge. It merges East African emotion, Caribbean-UK swagger, drill and hip-hop grit, Brazilian and Bhangra textures in Kyxxx’s production, diaspora storytelling, and a spirit of joy that refuses to be dimmed by pain.

Let “Tule Tule” run while you’re walking, cooking, texting, or plotting big dreams – or getting ready to step out with your crew.

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A complete artist isn’t born; they are shaped, layered, and refined by the places they’ve touched. Mannie Mims is practically a walking passport with a beat. Raised in Ghana, polished in Italy, and sharpened in the UK, he carries the Ashanti rhythm in his spirit while blending it with the swagger of global sonic cultures. His sound, drawing from Afrobeat to dancehall, grime to drill, has a genuine sense of travel.

With “Mene Woaa,” he taps directly into that Afrobeats heartspace. The first few seconds feel warm, bright, and intentional. Mannie said the inspiration behind the song is “Real Love,” and you can hear it immediately. This avoids the performative, Instagram filter kind of love. It’s a soft, grounded, “come sit closer” energy, all wrapped in a mid-tempo Afrobeats groove.

The production carries a mellow Ghanaian bounce with steady drums, soft percussive taps, and a breezy melody floating on top. Mannie rides it with a voice that feels like sunlight on skin. Smooth. Gentle. His delivery is playful enough to keep you smiling, but sincere enough to make your heart do that tiny backflip.

His lyrical approach is clean and direct. He pours affection into simple lines without complicated metaphors or over-polished tricks. The man basically sings like he’s talking to someone he actually cares about. There’s no pretense, no pressure, just pure, honest feeling. When he says “Mene Woaa,” it hits like a quiet promise, the kind that doesn’t need fireworks to feel real.

What stands out is how naturally everything fits together. The beat isn’t trying too hard. Mannie isn’t stretching his voice into unfamiliar shapes. It’s all effortless, like he found a pocket made exactly for him and just melted into it. That’s the secret sauce of “Mene Woaa.” The song is simple but not empty. It’s romantic without being cheesy, and catchy without being commercial fluff.

You can hear Ghana in the rhythm. You can hear Italy in the warmth. You can hear the UK in the polish. But more than anything, you can hear Mannie himself, confident, evolving, and intentional.

“Mene Woaa” feels like a new chapter. It’s a moment where he steps away from the rowdy swagger of his earlier tracks, like Licki Licki, and leans into something that feels grown. It’s grounded and emotionally mature. This is the kind of Afrobeats record you play on long evening walks, late-night calls, or those quiet moments when you’re scrolling through your gallery and accidentally land on someone’s selfie too long.

Queue up “Mene Woaa” on your favorite platform.

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