Flyer i made for the upcoming gig with Give and No Tolerance, Modern Love and Urbanoia in Oslo. 17th of October.
A poster I drew for an upcoming show with Noose, Urbanoia and Aske.
It’s my band’s, Urbanoia, first show.
MCA playing bass for the Cro-Mags.
1964 - infinity and beyond.
Torgeir Nordbø is from Norway, he is a great guy who loves hardcore, he made the long voyage from Europe to Toronto for Not Dead Yet in November and this is his story.
Standing at the train station in New York City, I wasn’t really sure if going to Toronto was such a good idea. I had planned on doing this trip from the beginning of my stay in the US, but being this close and as unorganized as I am, I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea at all.The night before I had stayed up until 2 in the morning just to get a hold of this kid Matt from New Paltz who was going to drive to Toronto with Colman and Jay of Creem, accompanied by their friend Lauren. When I finally got a hold of Matt, he immediately told me I was welcome to drive up with them. I eventually got on the train to New Paltz, and there I met up with the other guys. Just as we got off the train we got in the car. As I missed the first two days of the festival and got to Toronto at midnight, my first encounter with the city involved walking, waiting, and borrowing cell phones. All to get to meet up with my friend Becky, who hooked me up with a much needed bed. It was the next day, on the last day of the festival, it all started for me. The first show was in a garage, which I think was also given the name “The Garage”. Sick spot. First band out was Toronto’s Violent Future or Direct Control [I cannot remember at this point] followed by The Boston Strangler. The tiny, or rather large, garage was packed. I didn’t get to see much of their set; cause in the end of their second or third song, as my hand hit another person’s face, I got hit across my eyebrow and I didn’t even notice the blood streaming down my face until it started dripping down on my hands. Suddenly someone just grabbed me and took me out of there, and within ten seconds I had a t-shirt thrown to me to stop the bleeding. So I couldn’t hang around. I was so confused, and I can’t really remember the order of things, when Eric who runs this blog stepped up and told me he’d take me to the emergency room. After I was told I would have to wait for several hours, I just went back to the show after they had my head wrapped up. I came in time for Rival Mob, but I sadly missed No Tolerance. After the show, my friend Kyle came with me to the Women’s Hospital, and I got six stitches. We walked to the main venues and got there just in time to see Confines. The evening went by so fast and I had so much fun. I met tons of nice people and I got to meet up with my friends from Chicago, which was great. I only got to see one band during the after-show, Obliteration, but they were sick. I only wish I could’ve stayed for a bit longer to see the rest of the show, but as it took me an hour to get back to my friend’s house, I had to leave.
As much as I loved my stay there, getting out of Toronto was a true nightmare. It took us one hour to get back on the highway. I think that was the only minus about the whole trip. Other than that, here’s a conclusion of my trip: A mix between a perfect line-up, the execution of everything, and the location of the different venues is what makes Not Dead Yet the best festival I’ve ever attended. Toronto hardcore rules.