"Wild Animal" is very much the conventional song of the album, with a much more ordinary structure, a focus on vocal hooks and bound to appeal to fans of pop and rock. I find the middle eight kind of a leap forward in terms of songcraft: it's got the kind of hallmark of earlier Liam ballads, where he spreads only a few words over a few longish notes, one syllable per note, something that I never feel works that well; but rather than it being the chorus or the verse, having it as a middle bit allows it to shine. Overall, this sounds like one of the better, less challenging Betchadupa tracks, for sure. I really like this one, but at the same time, I've been getting into the last two soundscapes so much, and the urban weirdness of the album in general that this display of traditional songcraft almost seems boring to me...By putting it near the end of this album (which, by the way, was a double album on vinyl) he is really de-emphasizing the "hit" of the album. But for some reason the conventionality of the song drives home a lot of quirky themes of Liam's work: there is this sense of the hopelessness of it all: this sense that he is basically a powerless human born in the late 20th century on a choking, gasping, dying world where nothing really matters but the utterly personal. No wonder he is irreverent. Anyway, ultimately I'll give this a 4.5/5. It's a lot of fun and a good-old fashioned poppish punkish rock song really never fails to hit the spot. AS we are approaching the end of this album, I am thinking that it would definitely be his best, but it's two songs too many.