Lalala…how I hate the internet… yes I know it’s all useful etc etc, but I’d rather sit outside and blow bubbles…

Having said that, my little dears - there are now two, yes TWO YouTube sites for your fave nine-woman band.

“Why two”, I hear you cry across the ether? Because we’ve spelt the name two different ways…because some people didn’t get the play on words/concepts using just the initials…never mind, blame the beer.

Anyhow:

http://www.youtube.com/MTTVband

http://www.youtube.com/emptytv

Go. Comment, all that stuff that people like to do late at night when they should be getting laid or a good nights sleep!

Kissy,kissy,

Alex.

It is one thing to see MT-TV live and experience the show. It always is unlike any show that you have seen before. However it is a completely different experience to be a fan and have had attended many shows and to walk into a venue like the House of Blues and see the expressions of awe on the faces of the people experiencing MT-TV for the very first time. No matter how you try and describe it to them, or share your own personal experiences, they have no clue until the ground begins to rumble beneath them and the lights dim down to an eerie darkness. Then as the music begins and the force from the energy of sounds engulf them, their eyes flickering of the reflection from the flames now moving across the stage held by the three hooded figures with torches in hand, you see their faces. You see them change. You see them suddenly understand. “Shit’s going to get extremely fucking weird in here tonight”. Then she appears. It was all over but the crying from there!

The shows this weekend were great. For those of you that couldn’t make it, my sincere apologies as you truly missed a fantastic time. For those of you that could, but didn’t it is your loss you bunch of wankers! The House of Blues was kick ass. It was the first time that I personally got to see them on a proper stage. The sound was perfect and the crowd was into it. The band didn’t miss a beat as expected. I was kept busy weaving in and out between the crowd from one end of the stage to the other snapping photographs. Most pictures came out good, others not so well as they did not allow “Professional photography equipment” into the venue. For those of you that would like to view the complete set hit me up and I will send you a link. There were a few familiar faces in the crowd that night and that was refreshing. The band played one set with and encore and the folks in the balcony were on their feet. From there we enjoyed the next act before heading off.

I would like to personally thank all that endured Ohio’s brand new smoking band and stood out in the frozen tundra with me. A special thanks to the night staff at the Cleveland Hampton Inn, Downtown who had to put up with the antics on Friday night. Really, it wasn’t me!

Saturday we set out for the drive to Erie, Pennsylvania. Naturally it was snowing which made driving a tad bit tricky at first, but we got it under control. We landed in Erie and rang up Sherlock’s, which informed us that the band was not due on until midnight. It was 3 PM. We showered, changed and then headed down for a bite to eat. The Avalon bar served up a mean cheese burger. The beer wasn’t bad either. We knew that the band was to arrive, and once they did a few of them popped their heads out to say hello. We kept ourselves entertained with the 6 men dressed in drag who were at the bar. Apparently there was a convention. Enough said.

We eventually arrived at the gig. After a few cocktails, shots and coffee, a great band hit the stage and I must say that I was extremely impressed. Not only were they all hotties, it was obvious that they knew what they were doing. Their singer Jackie played to the crowd like a veteran.

The crowd grew and the place got packed fast. You could literally feel the anticipation building as the people waited semi patiently to see and hear this “9 girl band”. The crowd kept getting larger and some (you know who you are) more intoxicated. The band took the stage and the sound check was taking longer than usual. I am not sure what it was, but the band did not seemed phased by it. We took our places center stage and I prepared the camera. I soon realized that the batteries were dead and the spares that I brought, along with the charger were back in the room. Hey, cut me some slack. This was the first road trip. MT-TV brought all that is them to the stage and the place started to rock. Being up front I soon began to feel the crowd. It was hard to maintain our position as the crowd began pushing forward. I feared for a moment that we might get smashed. This crowd was different. This crowd was into it like I have not witnessed previously. The band was flawless. I have to say this was the best show for me to date. The crowd, the band and the entire atmosphere. As if all the planets lined up in unison, it was perfect. They did an extended encore that was vocally appreciated by the crowd. It was past last call and the staff was busy trying to wrap it up. We headed out to blizzard like conditions and slipped and sled our way back to the Avalon.

It was a great road trip. I would like to give a special thanks to fan “Fred” who had to put up with me and my bodily functions the entire time. I still say I got you on the belching. I would like to give a shout out to Christina, the kick ass guitarist of “Level C”. She made both shows and is a hell of a sweet person and a friendly face. A big “Hell Yeah” to the folks from Toledo and the Idiot (names withheld to protect the guilty). It was so very nice to see someone else who loves these girls enough to make the trek. To the cute guy with the hot girl friend, it was nice meeting you. You should have called back! To Jackie and the boys, you rock. It was nice meeting you all. Finally, to the band as well as the rest of the family, thank you so very much for having us along. We MUST do this again.

If anyone out there was at either show and would like to tell us about your experience, please do not be shy! Let’s hear it!

“All girl band” the flyer read as I paid the entrance fee and headed into the main hall of the bar. I immediately thought to myself “Oh god, not a chick band”.” I had seen many girl bands come and had watched many go by the wayside over the years usually dying a slow death and fading away. But what the hell, we were here and the crowd was decent so I figured why not. We retrieved our drinks and took a table up front, near the stage.

The room was a buzz and people were gathered at the tables talking amongst one another when the band took the stage. As the first chord stuck, a demanding roar echoed through the room from the amplifiers we sat face to face with. Within seconds our senses were alive and every eye in the place was focused on the stage as if some hypnotical spell had been place over us. I watched in awe at the bassist’s fingers, which quickly raced up, down and back along the fretless plane, thumping out difficult progressive tablatures one might expect from a lead guitarist. The two guitarists hit each chord in unison and the harmonic raw sound, which was accompanied by the precise beat from the drum kit all came together when the keyboard set free it’s haunting and erotic sounds. The sleeping beast inside me, which once had been rock and roll, was now awakened.

The urge to thrust my arms in the air and flash the infamous and controversial “Devils Horn” hand raise and to begin the head bang was strong and refreshing after all of these years. As the music thumped beneath my feet out of no where three hooded figures appeared carrying lit torches. I felt my skin tingle with Goosebumps as they slowly progressed in cadence to the ecstasy of sound that amplified fourth. They slowly marched their way to center stage, heads held low, subservient. “What the hell is going on here”, I thought to myself. A dark gothic beauty then appeared from the same unknown as the others. Had I seen her before? Had I known her in some prior life I thought? As the vocals began to project outward, deep from within, I knew all of the others had just been liars, impostors and false prophets of what was to come. This was the one, plain and simple. Beautiful, dominant and a master at her skill. A master of vocal seduction. Nine stood there before me, like beautiful angels singing to me, each one of them indeed had seduced me. Before me stood an “All girl band”.

Empty TV (aka MT-TV) is an all girl band and a kick in the ass to music as we know it today. Forget about the Corporate sponsored crap that you hear over and over on the radio these days. This band will make you weep! Do not kid yourself. You have not seen anything like this to date. Your ears are virgin to the sounds that are brought forth from these women. Beware world!