34Below Acoustically Rocking

 
 


June 11, 2004

    I run into bands all the time – from everywhere. I make it a point to be out and about in the clubs and at shows because of my unquenchable thirst for live music. I don’t get to Genghis Cohen as much as I would like to, and when I do, I am always rewarded with a groovy vibe and a new band or musician making a new fan of me; and the night I went to see 34 Below (www.34Below.com) did not disappoint.

    I originally met guitarist Chris James at a Population 1 show that I was reviewing for this magazine. He was on the fringe of my group of friends, by himself, and I prevailed upon him to join us. Soon I learned he was from San Diego, and a musician himself.  We stayed in touch, and when I found out his band was playing in Los Angeles, I took advantage of the chance to see them.

    A friend and I arrived early and had time enough for some spicy braised tofu on the restaurant side of the venue. On a trip to the smoking section (outside), I noticed singer Steve Ybarra hanging around and dragged him back to the table to talk about his music.  “We used to be so wrapped up in our music that we practically ignored the audience, because Chris (James) and I have this harmony thing going,” Ybarra said, “Now, we’re still wrapped up in the music, but we also completely engage the listeners.” When I asked him what he meant, he gave a sly smile and said, “You’ll see.”  With that gauntlet thrown down, I just knew it was going to be an interesting evening.

    From the beginning of their eleven-song set, I recognized that this would be the most plugged-in acoustic show I would probably ever see a three-piece band perform. Percussionist Gustavo was aggressive with his bongos, and played the cymbals with his hands.

    Watching Chris James play guitar is elegance and style in motion. His long, slender fingers move eloquently over the strings with refinement and efficiency; when he began to sing with Ybarra’s forceful lead vocals, I realized the single-minded front man had understated the “harmony thing”. These two men are as twins with their own language. The consonant blending may have been jarring to an outsider such as myself had the music not been so decidedly first-rate.

    Watching and listening to Steve Ybarra sing persuaded me that there is not a stage large enough to contain this man’s voice. Demonstrating my point, he left the stage, dragging a long mic cord behind him, and got into the personal space of just about every member of the audience. There is no ignoring him, and with his talent, who would want to? He held the mic two feet from his face at times, projecting his voice across the room, belting out original tunes, and one cover of note: Led Zeppelin’s “All of My Love”. It’s hard enough to play Led Zep when you aren’t playing acoustically; but they knocked the song out impressively, without missing a beat.

    Ybarra and James trade vocals fluidly, with each emotively singing his heart out. Both have the charisma and aptitude to be front men, but have instead chosen to join forces. The fortuitous listener is the beneficiary of this generous pool of talent.

    You can find this band on the web at www.34Below.com, or at one of their many upcoming shows. See them once, and you’ll be hooked!

Heather Champagne

 

 

 

2004