He Went Home First. The World Came After, TYK's Footprint.
- Valentina Reynolds
- Jul 13
- 4 min read
TYK told us a million listeners by December. Albania, Warsaw and Toronto got him there by July.

There's a version of the music industry where everything happens in two cities. You build a name in London, you fly to LA when the name gets big enough, and the whole world in between gets treated as something to fly over. Most UK artists live and die inside that version.
TYK looked at the map differently. This year he has moved through it like a man on campaign: a strike into Albania at the top of the year, a long stretch in Warsaw beside one of Poland's biggest rappers, and now, three weeks deep, Toronto. Territory by territory, the expensive wave, his name for the music and everything around it, is spreading. The numbers read like dispatches from the front. In January he was sitting at around half a million monthly listeners on Spotify, and when I spoke to him back then he said the goal was a million by the end of the year. It's the first week of July and he's already past it.
The Albanian move came first: a feature that quietly did real damage on TikTok, somewhere around ten thousand recreates and a quarter of a million streams to date.
The second move was Poland. It doesn't come up when we talk about where music careers get built. Artists look at London, they look at America, and the thinking usually ends there. But TYK is Polish, and he treated that like an open door. Poland has one of the most loyal rap audiences in Europe, a scene that dominates its own charts in its own language while the wider industry barely looks at it. He grew up with a connection no marketing budget can buy, and he used it.
The link was Malik Montana. If you're reading this in the UK the name might not be recognised, but step into Poland he's one of the biggest rappers in the country: born in Hamburg, raised in Warsaw from 15, head of the GM2L label, platinum records stacked over years, and features pulled from Fivio Foreign, NLE Choppa and Headie One.
TYK connected with him, and then he showed up. Months on and off in Warsaw, in the studio with Montana and the people around him, building relationships in person instead of sending verses over email. Out of that came Bez Listy, past 1.3 million streams, and BIAŁY PIASEK with Montana and 730 Huncho, closing in on a million of its own. These records are also where you hear TYK slide between English and Polish inside the same track, and it works far better than it has any right to. The switch sounds effortless because both languages are his.
Then it went past collaboration: TYK on stage with Montana, on tour, performing to crowds who now know his face and his name. Show love to your country of origin and that country will receive you. You come home as one of theirs.

Watch how Montana has moved through all this too. Artists at his level get selective. They'll do the record and keep it moving. Instead you see him bringing TYK around the city, into the sessions, onto the stage, into the videos, almost taking him under his wing. There's business in it, there always is, but business alone doesn't look like that. It says something about both of them as people and their characters.
The phrase goes back further than this year. When I sat down with him last year he was already describing his music as expensive wave, and it's held up. Spend five minutes on his page and you feel it before you can name it. Every frame looks like it cost something, because it did. What separates him is where the investment goes. Look closely and you're watching an artist pour everything back into the work: the visuals, the production, the locations, the rollout. It's a world he's built shot by shot.
Vice City is where that world is clearest. Five tracks, twelve minutes, dropped in February, every credit his own under his name Damian Carr. The tracklist alone reads like his passport: 9AM IN MIAMI, Turks & Caicos, Every Good Girl, How you feel, Mykonos INTERLUDE. Some of this music existed long before the project did, sent around as unreleased tracks while he decided what deserved a home, and the ones that survived the cut tell you how he selects.
And the machine never stops. The run goes back to last year with the Laicositna link-up FIND MY TRUST, followed by GUNNA, still one of the best in his catalogue and the kind of track that could go viral any day now.
Maverick opened this year, Vice City came next, then Steady Owing. End of April brought Saudi, a Tax Free record pulling Malik Montana, Kazior, TYK and CUZCO$ onto one track, produced by CUZCO$ and WREIGHT and now past 13 million streams. MAYBACH MUSIC followed. Then Bez Listy, which you've already met, though the credits show the Warsaw machine behind it: OLEK and fromhory on production, composition from Aleksander Pokorski, Igor Mielcarek and Julian Kochi, lyrics from Mosa Ghawsi. BIAŁY PIASEK came next, and Bluephones caps the run so far.
Behind the boards, GWTHEPRODUCER is the name to know. One of TYK's main producers and the man behind GUNNA, the quality of his production is what takes wave music to that next level. Plenty of people can make a wave beat. GW makes them sound like money.
Which brings us back to Toronto. Speaking to us this week, TYK is out there connecting with artists and producers, lining up writing camps and taking inspiration from the city. His read on the place is one most of the UK hasn't clocked: "Toronto is the closest thing to us out there, in the music, the dress, the culture." As for why he keeps leaving, he put it plainly: "the UK hasn't quite caught on to where wave music is going yet. So he's building it everywhere else in the meantime. The homecoming is already part of the plan."

And the UK line stays warm through all of it. Days ago he surfaced pictured alongside Kirky, the caption reading, simply, "Who's ready". Everything he's building out there was always designed to come back. And if that caption reads like a promise, remember his record with those. In January he named a number and a deadline, then beat both by half a year. TYK's word has a habit of arriving early.
Words by Valentina Reynolds