Today’s Song: The Enchanting Turmoil of NoMBe’s “Miss Mirage”

Miss Mirage - NoMBe
A sonic color wheel, NoMBe’s new track “Miss Mirage” is the musical embodiment of emotional turmoil.

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Los Angeles artist/producer Noah McBeth (you can call him NoMBe) continues to mesmerize us with beautifully dark, brooding tunes. “Miss Mirage,” the follow-up to NoMBe’s wildly popular, Hype Machine and Spotify chart-topping single “California Girls,” is an ethereal journey through the heartache and suffering of breakup.

Tired woods and ol’ leaves
Try to rise above sea
They’ve been crouching and sobbing for days
As my garden grows aches
And the turf drinks old rain
Now their bodies are dancing always

NoMBe’s flavorful poetry is magnetic: The personification in his natural imagery paints evocative portraits of intense human emotion. Like water, NoMBe’s calm voice flows over a gently-played, hypnotic guitar line. Heavy beats push the song forward, but not without resistance.

This is the workmanship of an artist truly coming into his own.

Imaginary hands folding over you
I’ve been missing night time the whole day through
Call her Miss Mirage cause it’s over there’s not way to hold her
Pinch me in my shoulder
Wake me when it’s over

“Miss Mirage” gathers speed and depth in its chorus as NoMBe unveils the source of his mourning. Electronic drums develop new shapes and timbres as his inner turmoil waxes and wanes, driving the song onward to fresh and interesting sonic spaces. NoMBe is overwhelmed, torn between anguish and numbness, but his passion is unwaveringly strong. Haunted by shadows of the past, he finds himself in limbo – unable to let go of feelings for which he has no home.

Miss Mirage - NoMBe

Miss Mirage – NoMBe

I don’t know whether to thank or scorn the woman who denied Noah McBeth. NoMBe is now two songs deep into his upcoming Mood Indigo EP, and the subject matter on both “Miss Mirage” and “California Girls” falls heavily on an introspective reflection of a past relationship gone sour. However, NoMBe shows no bitterness or regret; instead, his songs fight to find the beauty within his convoluted feelings.

To emote is natural for humans, but to capture the complexity of human emotion is a challenging task that “Miss Mirage” performs with remarkable fluidity. NoMBe dances with emotions as he deals with his own, and the result is a cataclysmic musical juxtaposition between the ghosts of the past and the haunts of reality.

A sonic color wheel, “Miss Mirage” is the musical embodiment of emotional turmoil. As both a producer and artist, NoMBe once again proves his prowess, digging deeper than ever before and delivering an unequivocally unique piece. No wonder it’s already topped the Hype Machine charts!

Listen: “Miss Mirage” – NoMBe
 

:: “Miss Mirage” – NoMBe ::

lyrics

Tired woods and ol’ leaves
Try to rise above sea
They’ve been crouching and sobbing for days
As my garden grows aches
And the turf drinks old rain
Now their bodies are dancing always

Imaginary hands folding over you
I’ve been missing night time the whole day through
Call her Miss Mirage cause it’s over there’s not way to hold her
Pinch me in my shoulder
Wake me when it’s over

Counting wolves and old sheep
Watch them sharpen those teeth
Crude from the walls of no sleep

Counting wolves and old apes
Through the glass where I’m safe
Free at last, time to rest my sore brain

Glance to fallen Grace
Dream of islands all day
Now her eyelids are silent till she wakes

Imaginary hands folding over you
I’ve been missing night time the whole day through
Call her Miss Mirage cause it’s over there’s not way to hold her
Pinch me in my shoulder
Wake me when it’s over

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Mitch is the Editor-in-Chief of Atwood Magazine and a 2014 graduate from Tufts University, where he pursued his passions of music and psychology. He currently works at Universal Music Group in New York City. In his off hours, Mitch may be found songwriting, wandering about one of New York's many neighborhoods, or writing an article on your next favorite artist for Atwood. Mitch's words of wisdom to fellow musicians and music lovers are thus: Keep your eyes open and never stop exploring. No matter where you go, what you do or who you are with, you can always learn something new and inspire something amazing. Say hi here: mitch[at]atwoodmagazine[dot]com