Bowery Ballroom was sold-out Friday night; fans packed in tight to the cozy New York venue―the culprit? California natives, He’s My Brother, She’s My Sister, a band with a stirring folk sound that throws a party onstage every time they play. The lights are a little brighter on the stages of New York, however, and the five-piece band played with some added excitement.
He’s My Brother, She’s My Sister Bring California Vibes to New York City
He’s My Brother, She’s My Sister began with brother and sister Rob and Rachel Kolar (naturally). They started as something of an acoustic duo,but their contagious energy eventually expanded to three more members on bass, drums, and guitar. Watching the large band perform with such enthusiasm conjures natural comparisons to Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, who more closely resemble a traveling circus than a band.
As HMBSMS took the Bowery Ballroom stage, fans inched closer together, eager to see the outfit begin. The crowd appeared to be largely made up of die hard fans that have been following the group for a while. They were remarkably attentive, especially for a New York crowd, which traditionally makes a band work hard to earn their affection. This was not the case on Friday.
He’s My Brother, She’s My Sister feed off of crowd interaction, particularly the dynamic frontman, Rob. His sister (who looked to be about 8 months pregnant) couldn’t exactly match that energy in her condition, but she happily played a tambourine as her gold sequin dress shimmered.
The backing band that supported the siblings really enlivened the sound of the group’s music. Oliver Newell played a stripped-down double bass, adding a lot of character to the mix. Lauren Brown played a stand-up drum kit, with a bass drum that she jumped on top of to dance, all the while pounding on surrounding drums.
Standouts included “Tales That I Tell” and “Touch the Lightning,” which both sent the crowd into a state of euphoria. The rootsy feel and big personalities of the band makes their live show a great destination for those looking to let loose; it may have been an overcast November night in NYC, but He’s My Brother, She’s My Sister made it feel like L.A. in summertime.
Article by Nicolas White & Julie Ruiz