twin sister: live and gorgeous

Twin Sister: Fuzzy, like the music

Twin Sister are on the cusp of something. Hard to tell what that’s going to be–predicting the future on the sliding scale of indie success is a fool’s game we don’t play. They’re playing a gang of shows in and around New York in the next few weeks, then on to SXSW and Todd P’s Mexico bro-down, MtyMx. So brace yourself for the onslaught.

But most of it is well-earned because, God, do they make a beautiful, 4AD-style smear. Last night at Williamsburg’s Cameo Gallery the Brooklyn by way of Long Island (just like me!) quintet unfurled a gauzy, messy sound, equal parts Stereolab and Cocteau Twins, with a bit of oomph thrown in for good measure. Rolling through seven songs in less than 30 minutes, they conjured a loose, fragrant dream pop that occasionally dipped into driving rhythms. The bigger the sound got, the more it drowned out frizzy, wild-maned lead singer Andrea Estella (who’s got star written right on her forehead). They’re still a bit raw (as a friend pointed out, Estella sang through the in-house monitor burying her low, sensual burble of a voice) and the inevitable buzz might be a little early in the coming, but there’s something wonderfully ineffable about this group.

I’ve been wrapped up in their late 2008 EP, Vampires With Dreaming Kids, for months now and “I Want a House,” “the hit” as the kids say, was devastating live, a tumbling, touching mash note to moving in with the one you love. The band’s forthcoming EP, Color Your Life (get a glimpse of it here), is dropping in March via Infinite Best. So that’s nice.