Gold Fang

Gold Fang comes at rap from a different angle. Born in Trinidad and Tobago and now based in Eora / Sydney, he grew up with dancehall and reggae in his bones, then dropped into Australia and decided to run that sound his own way. He started putting music out properly around the pandemic, chasing the rush of live performance he first felt watching his uncle play reggae shows back home.

Early singles like the Big Skeez link-up Where Yuh From marked him as someone bringing real Caribbean energy to local rap, not just borrowing the accent for effect. That run turned into a serious wave in 2022: triple j Unearthed Feature Artist, Red Bull “rappers to watch”, Acclaim and Complex all circling the name, festival slots, club shows, and a live rep that spread by word of mouth as much as playlists.

His debut mixtape Smoove Killa in 2023 stitched the different sides of his sound together. There is the smooth charmer, the harder deejay voice, the reggae kid, the rap fan, all fighting for space over productions that swing between bashment, hip hop and R&B. It feels less like genre-hopping and more like a Trinidadian kid in Sydney refusing to pick one lane.

Wet sits right in the middle of that universe. Released in 2022 via Nina Las Vegas’ NLV Records and produced by Miggy, it is a tight, two-minute modern dancehall cut built on low-end, sharp percussion and a hook that sticks around long after the track fades. The label calls it a tribute to his Caribbean palette, with sultry lyrics and a wink to pop radio, but it lands more like a calling card: this is the sound he is trying to smuggle into every party in the country.

Press picked up on it quickly. Bandcamp and NLV pushed the record as a snapshot of his cultural roots meeting club instincts, while Complex dropped it into their best new Australian music round-up and framed him as an import shaking up the local scene. It also became one of the key tracks folded into Smoove Killa, the moment on the tape where everything snaps back to the dancefloor.

On Mood on the Roof, Wet hits a little different. The song is still built for sweat and close-range speakers, but up on a Sydney rooftop it becomes this small pocket of carnival energy, his patois cutting across the skyline. You can hear why triple j called him “versatile yet unmistakable” and why festival bookers keep bringing him back: the track is tight and hooky, but the real story is the way he moves and drags the whole space into his orbit for those few minutes.