With Wildin’!, Alon Mylo pushes past the edges of genre convention and crashes headlong into something feral, chaotic, and defiantly alive. It’s not a song that wants to sit comfortably on playlists or settle into tidy categories. Instead, Mylo unleashes a track that feels like it’s clawing at the walls from the inside; an industrial-trap beast with punk grit and alt-pop flashes, dripping with lust, rage, and transformation. The single builds its narrative around The Outer, a werewolf-like alter-ego who embodies the animal inside us all, and the result is as much a theatrical performance as it is a piece of music. Listening feels less like hitting play and more like being dragged into a fever dream.
From the opening bars, the track douses the listener in an atmosphere of tension, clattering percussion, distorted bass, and glitchy, sharp-edged beats that snap like bones under moonlight. The production is raw and unrelenting, pushing the industrial framework into overdrive while still allowing melodic fragments to haunt the space between breakdowns. This constant play between order and chaos is what makes Wildin’! so captivating: one moment you’re suspended in a hazy, almost hypnotic lull, and the next you’re thrown headfirst into manic bursts of energy that feel on the verge of collapse. Mylo clearly understands the architecture of sonic extremes and builds a track that thrives on the unpredictability of its design.
Lyrically, Wildin’! takes the werewolf metaphor and turns it into a lens for addiction, obsession, and self-destruction. The Outer is a creature of horror and the embodiment of lust that spirals out of control, the shadow self that feeds on scars and unspoken hunger. There’s an erotic charge to the writing, but also a deep unease, as if pleasure and pain are constantly shifting places. What’s striking is the vulnerability tucked inside the mania. Beneath the snarling delivery and sharp edges, the song grapples with the very human struggle of control — the inability to cage what gnaws inside you. That duality is what elevates the song from shock value to something with real resonance.
Adding another layer is Mylo’s synesthesia, which manifests in the colours he attaches to the music: deep reds and flashing whites. It’s an image that perfectly mirrors the track’s aesthetic — the red of raw desire, fury, and bloodlust, colliding with the blinding white of mania, light, and release. That “colorstorm” bleeds through the sound, making the listening experience strangely tactile, almost visual. Compared to earlier releases like Moon Uprising or In a Parachute, Wildin’! feels like the wildfire after the spark: less controlled, more destructive, and fully consumed by its flames. If Sundance was a sunbeam, as Mylo himself puts it, then this is the burn left behind after the light is gone.
In the end, Wildin’! is not meant to be neat, polite, or easy. It’s a track that revels in its chaos, a statement of rebellion against musical and emotional restraint. Alon Mylo has delivered something volatile, a piece that thrashes between alt-pop melodicism, punk urgency, and industrial menace while never losing sight of the story it wants to tell. It’s as seductive as it is unsettling, daring the listener to step into the fire and feel the heat without flinching. With this release, Mylo proves he’s building his sonic mythology, one that’s dark, dangerous, and utterly unforgettable.
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