Drop Dead Festival USA 2003- 2005
The first Drop Dead Festival was held in August 2003, after the success of a series of smaller events put on by NY Decay Productions at the Pyramid in New York. The festival was originally held at the famous CBGBs punk rock club, but subsequent Drop Dead Festivals moving to the much larger Knitting Factory, also in lower Manhattan. Although the main event moved to larger locations CBGB's traditionally held pre-parties and after-parties for the festival until it closed. In 2005, the Drop Dead Festival grew to four days, during Halloween week. Over 5,000 people attended this event, featuring headliner Nina Hagen.
In 2006 the Drop Dead Festival was held at the Knitting Factory, on Labor Day weekend, September 1–3. This was a last regular Drop Dead Festival in the US.
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