That was the last song Johnny Mercer wrote. He was a close friend of Sinatra and, of course, he wrote it for him. The lyrics are devastating: One man at the end of a career of success feels alone and he only miss a talk, a dinner with a woman. But he is talking to empty tables, there is nobody there to listen to him. The singer in the video, Jordi Rabascall, is a follower of Sinatra since his beginning as an electronic musician. I thought the best way to do a video of Empty Tables it was transforming Jordi in a ghost. But we need an old Mercer, an old Sinatra, an old Jordi. So we ask to the amazing jazz piano player Pere Ferré to join us in this adventure. So he is the Mercer-Sinatra looking for his own soul, a soul made when he was a young musician blind for Las Vegas lights...