Pentagram at Snowboard On the Block, 9/14/13

Categories: Concert Reviews

Eric Grueneisen
Boby Liebling of Pentagram on stage at Snowboard On the Block in Denver.

If Pentagram's last show in Denver in March 2010 left a bit to be desired, this performance more than made up for it. Coming out of the gates with "Treat Me Right," Bobby Liebling and his new line-up were in fine form, both energetic and enthusiastic. Liebling was all tongue-wagging, intense stares, James Brown-esque dancing as he rocked out with his bandmates, doing air guitar and the like in genuine appreciation of the music, like he was a fan of his own band as much, perhaps even more than the audience. That set the expectations high for the set, and fortunately the band was more than able to meet that standard.

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Eric Gruneisen

New guitarist Matt Goldsborough laid down the fiery precise yet seemingly chaotic guitar lines that carried a certain confidence and power as though he wrote the music. Liebling's nephew Greg Turley, meanwhile, played bass with a visceral authority, as though he was playing for some hardcore band instead of Pentagram. And Sean Saley kept the strong but subtle syncopated rhythms going with accented flourishes, matching the mood of each song perfectly. The solid musicianship let Bobby be Bobby and shine brightly as one of the great frontmen of the hard rock era.

For "Review Your Choices," Goldsborough's guitar had a vibrant, expressive tone, and Liebling's lyrics -- though about the usual blues and heavy rock tropes of struggling with personal demons, the vagaries of interpersonal relationships and masculine self-affirmation -- came across as remarkably thoughtful and original. All rock and roll and blues posturing aside, the music of Pentagram showed what this sort of music can do when it dares to go beyond the "baby baby, devil woman tonight" nonsense.

Eric Gruneisen

Before "First Daze Here," Liebling pointed to a woman in the audience he'd been eyeing and said, "Hey, blondie. Yeah you. You know who I'm talking about. You better be at that motel room. Lord have mercy. A solid twelve on a scale of one to ten. I've got to have you." Perhaps he spoke with this woman earlier, as he had made some of his usual rock and roll gestures off to the side of the stage earlier with his tongue wagging. Crass? Sure. But somehow, it sounded candidly sincere coming from Liebling.

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