Heart Made Of Stone * Reyrolle Days * Mean Hearted Woman * Lovers Make You Cry * Remember * Everyone's A Star * Don't You Worry About Me * Sounds Like Good Advice * Leave Me Alone * Empty Promises * Jumble Of Pearls * You Got The Blues * Dream On * Downbeat and Broken
Recorded in May 1971 at the Newcastle Mayfair Ballroom with Rod Stewart and the Faces. What a night! Rod Stewart was just really starting to take off now as a solo performer and in fact they were still being billed as the Faces (formerly the Small Faces). We've worked with some amazing people over the years and we were there at the beginning of their careers. Not even they could have imagined that they would achieve such superstar status and still be as popular after all this time.
Empty Promises was written as a sort of protest song against greed and corruption in the world. Although it's over fifty years old, it still has relevance today. Seems like nothing changes.
There's trouble in Boomtown
Things are not going well
There's a stranger
In Paradise
And he's making it Hell
Doesn't dance to the music
Doesn't join in the sin
He just waits outside the city gates
But he never comes in
We don't know where he comes from
We don't know who he is
But he laughs at the people
Their red blood
Their blue eyes
Their black hearts
And their empty promises
There's a rumour in Boomtown
Yes, I've heard people talk
They say there's gonna be
An eclipse of the sun
Yes, it's gonna get dark
And then there's the stranger
That we don't understand
He goes down to the riverside
And he washes his hands
We don't know where he comes from
We don't know who he is
But he laughs at the people
Their red blood
Their blue eyes
Their black hearts
And their empty promises
Things are different in Boomtown
Seemed to change overnight
Seems as soon as the city grew dark
Everyone saw the light.
There's no sign of the stranger
It's like he didn't exist
And though he'll not be forgotten
I know he'll never be missed
We don't know where he comes from
We don't know who he is
But he laughs at the people
Their red blood
Their blue eyes
Their black hearts
And their empty promises
The world doesn't need any more
Empty Promises
Empty Promises Copyright (c) Steve Nielson (Musical Juice) All Rights Reserved