By Brian Turk
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By Jon Solomon
This man was a blue-collar type with rough, well-worked hands. He liked women, Pabst Blue Ribbon and country music (Willie Nelson, Merle Haggard -- none of the wussy shit). Poor guy. Had he been a fan of heavy metal, he might have found Aurora a more agreeable environ during his brief stay. He might have been able to trade the stench of cowpies for cigarette smoke, greasy food and cochlea-collapsing music at Heimmie's Pub, 3124 South Parker Road.
Over the past year, the Aurora club has provided a physical host for the city's metal-loving heart -- a collective organism that beats with the intensity of a basketball player on crank. Though Heimmie's functions primarily as a neighborhood bar with a sports-and-spirits theme and karaoke and live blues jams, Friday and Saturday have become a haven for a different kind of weekend warrior (the type that leaves the working week behind and rocks, baby) -- leather pants, feathered hair and all. Bands that might not find favor in tamer Denver-area clubs -- bileful, fire-spittin' outfits with names like Junker Jorg, Bleeding Faith, Gods of Pain and Colorado Springs's Filth Industry -- have been welcomed at Heimmie's, where it's okay if you suck, as long as you rock. Loudly.
Yet as of last week, the future of live metal at Heimmie's seems about as shaky as Rolling Stones bassist Ron Wood on a particularly rough morning after. The first indication of trouble ahead? The current state of the venue's stage, which, according to Pub owner Leslie Heimmermann, was reduced to a woody skeleton by her former business affiliates at Erebus Music -- a local promotions company that had handled the booking and engineering needs of the club since last November. In a scene befitting the gory album covers and artwork that often accompany the type of music that Heimmie's promotes, brothers Brent and Boyd Fox and Dan Rudnicki physically sawed up the club's stage after removing all of their sound equipment from the premises. Guess that's one way to send the message that a business relationship has ended.
"I guess it was a little bit vindictive," says Brent Fox. "We built that stage, we paid for it. We were just so hurt by things that [Heimmermann] had done to us. After everything we'd done for that place, we wanted to be sure that the bar couldn't benefit off of our work. We wanted to be sure that no one could play at that club and think that they were still playing on our stage."
Erebus, which provided a PA, a sound engineer, door personnel, Web site maintenance and booking and promotions services to Heimmermann during the eight months of its involvement with Heimmie's, cites "a general unhealthiness concerning the way business is done at Heimmie's Pub" as the reason for the rather rip-roarin' termination of the contract. Rudnicki and the Fox brothers allege that Heimmermann was underpaying bands who -- according to a longstanding verbal agreement between her and Erebus -- were supposed to receive a one-third cut of the door and 25 percent of bar sales. According to Fox, Erebus was the primary contact between Heimmie's and the bands that played on its stage; as such, the company worked to be sure that bands were treated -- read: compensated -- fairly.
Fox says Erebus's relationship with Heimmermann began to deteriorate rapidly after a well-attended benefit show for Throat Culture magazine on Monday, July 3 -- participating bands and the Erebus staff had donated their services in an effort to help the metal-centric publication recoup some of its production costs -- yielded disappointing numbers at the bar. The register tape reflected sales of a less than $900, even though show organizers were expecting a number well over the $2,000 mark (the estimate was based on the numbers from a similarly attended show in February, in which the bar netted $2,800, according to Fox).
"Everybody knows that heavy-metal crowds are drinking crowds," says Brent Fox. "I was there that night. That crowd was drinking -- a lot. There is no way that 150 people, metal people, drank only $900 worth. It's totally implausible."
Heimmermann, who has owned the bar for roughly two years and has hosted live music for just as long, says the register tape ran out that night, thus making it difficult to account for the discrepancy in sales, and adds that such an occurrence is very rare. Even she was surprised and disappointed by the low sales figures. "I don't understand why we didn't do better," she says. "But what did they want me to do? Come up with fake money? Sometimes you just have a bad night." Heimmermann adds that the Erebus staff was always free to inspect her records, and she maintains that there has never been any funny business in her methods of paying bands. And, for that matter, no perceptible problems between her and Erebus.