The Berko brothers — Shea and Avrumi — are pushing their music, and themselves, to new frontiers
It’s not an expression of defeat, or submission, but more like an experiment to connect the dots of half-sentences and shrugs.
It started at a chasunah over a year ago. I found myself surrounded by a group of bochurim who wanted to talk Mishpacha and I was like “go read about spies and SWAT teams,” but they kept at it and wanted to know which musical figure we planned to feature in the next Yom Tov magazine.
I didn’t answer, but my interest was piqued. We all know the biggest names in the industry, and we’ve already covered most of them, so I was curious who they would want to read about.
The unofficial spokesman of the group, with thick peyos and glasses a bit too small for his face, told me in that teenager way that’s part over-confidence and part no confidence at all, to cover someone chal, not “some guy who’s a hundred and fifty years old and my parents get all excited about.”
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