A Waltz Through the Dark—Xy Gala’s “Inside My Head”

With Inside My Head, Xy Gala doesn’t just drop a Halloween single—he opens the door to a haunted theater and invites you to take a seat in the front row. Every note feels hand-stitched from the fabric of a fever dream. The song swells and dips like a gothic fairground ride, marrying orchestral grandeur with a pulse of rock intensity that keeps the darkness alive and kicking.

There’s something cinematic in the way Gala builds his world. The strings sweep with tragic grace, the choirs echo like distant ghosts, and the pianos glimmer just enough to suggest there’s beauty even in decay. You can almost see the shadows pirouetting under a cracked moonlight. It’s equal parts drama and dread—melancholy made magnetic.

What makes this track stand out isn’t just its Tim Burton-esque theatricality, but the sheer intimacy beneath the spectacle. Gala’s voice doesn’t perform the madness—it inhabits it. You feel the ache of obsession, the blur between memory and nightmare, and the strange comfort of losing control.

In Inside My Head, horror becomes heartbreak, and despair becomes art. It’s gothic rock done right: bold, cinematic, and eerily human. Xy Gala turns the haunted mind into a stage, and somehow, you don’t want the curtain to fall.