François Marius is back with a growl and a groove, delivering a bold, genre-blending anthem, “Who Let the Dogs In?” A smooth R&B/Soul track that carries the bite of a message wrapped in a velvet vocal delivery, the Canadian singer is no stranger to blending style with substance, and this latest release showcases his ability to ride a sultry beat while making a statement. “Who Let the Dogs In?” feels like a modern soul sermon where rhythm, reflection, and raw charisma converge.

From the moment the beat drops, the listener is pulled into an equally silky and gritty atmosphere. François’s vocals glide confidently over a head-nodding groove that echoes the golden age of R&B while keeping things current. There’s an old-school elegance here, but it’s filtered through a fresh lens through Marvin Gaye’s soul with a touch of 2025 edge. The title might raise eyebrows at first glance, but rest assured, there’s real intent behind the metaphor.

François doesn’t overcomplicate things, and that’s the charm. The track carries an almost conversational flow like he’s telling you a story while leaning back in a vintage leather chair, a glass of something substantial in hand. It’s cool without trying, smooth without being soft. There’s an undercurrent of social awareness and quiet rebellion in the tone, as well as a subtle growl beneath the groove that gives the song staying power.

And let’s talk production “Who Let the Dogs In?” is shiny in all the right ways. It’s warm, textured, and spacious, giving François’s voice room to breathe and connect. The instrumentation leans into that classic soul palette, with a modern bounce that gives it radio-ready appeal.

In a world of noise, François Marius delivers something that sticks a track that doesn’t beg for attention but earns it. “Who Let the Dogs In?” is a reminder that R&B/Soul is evolving, and artists like François are leading the pack.

Puddah wants your attention with his new release, “W4TCH THIS!” a single that sounds like a shovel of sand dragged from the future into the mosh pit of today’s trap industry. It feels like some bottled-up chaos blasted through distorted 808s and glitchy transitions that hijack your senses. It’s raucous, dirty, and unapologetically savage. There’s a beautiful kind of entropy at work here, where the production is constantly kneeling between madness and precision as the beat rises and falls, and Puddah rides it with a raw, even feral vocal delivery.

This is the sound of a musician breaking out. “W4TCH THIS!” wipes it out. One minute, you’re deep in some sweaty warehouse set through a stadium crowd. It’s a perfect storm of grit, gloss, and DIY aesthetics colliding with chart-hungry aggression. The warped bass all but rattles your skull, but it’s the deliberate dissonance that makes this music so addictive. Every whirling glitch, vocal punch, and rapid beat switch arrives as if it were designed, not to be pleasing but provoking. And it works. You don’t just get told, “W4TCH THIS!” you feel it in your chest, gut, and adrenaline.

At a point when much of trap music sounds cookie-cutter, Puddah subverts the equation, carving out an identity on the sonic map that defies classification. “W4TCH THIS!” is for the daring, for the restless, for the ones who want something that sounds like it’s on the brink of imploding but never quite does, making this track stick. Puddah’s “W4TCH THIS!” will do the trick. Whether you’re a fan of the underground rage scene or need something to break up the monotony of your playlists, Puddah’s “W4TCH THIS!” is the best wake-up call and trust, you’ll want to keep hitting replay.