Lou Sorrentino

Lou Sorrentino

BandFolkAcoustic

Powerful vocals and inspiring songwriting in a variety of styes, easy and humorous stage presence, superb acoustic finger-picking and piano. A master storyteller and performer who elevates and leaves listeners wanting more.

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Biography

"When I saw James Taylor, I vowed to play like that someday. After years of saying "Who would listen to me?", I took my passions, and wrote about them. The New York Times did an article, Connecticut College commissioned my music and my award-winning photos, I played at the Plaza NY Hotel Oak Room, was asked to " Come back anytime!", and the rest is history.

Lyrics

Taxi Jerry

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

Tough as nails but tender; a man of strong words; when he talked about his gratitude everybody heard - humility and kindness pour out of his soul-tough love for a chaser; "Do what you're told!" He's be the first to tell you "I'm just another drunk who got another chance when I ran out of luck. Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine 'till everybody knows.
TAXI JERRY'S DRIVIN' HIS CAB AGAIN TONIGHT; PICKIN' UP SOME STRANGER AND HOPIN' THAT HE MIGHT BE A LITTLE COMFORT, BE A LITTLE LIGHT;PASSIN' UP THOSE BIG FARES, DOIN' WHAT IS RIGHT!
We thought we lost him not so long ago. Now he's come back one more time to make sure that we know."Life is short, don't kid yourself. Go tell the ones you love. At closin' time from the wine of life you can't drink enough.

Shoe Polish

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

Ther's a cardboard box I keep that makes me sing. Thetre ain't no gold inside but it's got precious things; shoe laces and leather protector and a tube of Twist and Shine, Scuff Zapper and shoe creme, and a brush so soft and fine. On the top and on one side two words are written that always make me smile!
"SHOE POLISH" IN MY MOMMA'S HAND; THAT'S A REAL LOVE THAT I CAN UNDERSTAND. WHEN MY FEET GET WEARY AND I'M ALL SCUFFED UP, THERE'S ONE THING I KNOW; I'VE GOT SOME SHOE POLISH TO SHINE MY SOUL.
One of a collection; a doll box holder, dedicated to children eight years or older. Held a doll named Emily, one of Yesterday's Children. I couldn't wait to grow up. I was young and searchin'. Now I'm on the road, trying to understand, why I wanted to leave the Promised Land.
FOR SOME SHOE POLISH, IN MY MOMMA'S HAND. THAT'S A REAL LOVE, A BOY CAN UNDERSTAND. WHEN MY FEET GET WEARY AND I''M ALL SCUFFED UP, THERE'S ONE THING I KNOW. I GOT SOME SHOE POLISH TO SHINE MY SOUL.

Just Surrender

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

Some thing inside is different since I've made a choice, to surrender my will and boy, my mind and my voice. I've been touched by an angel, the muse is upon me, I'm free. I'm crackling with power that's flowing from deep within me. Surrender... Surrender.
Holding the things that I love in open hands, searcing for answers and trying to understand. In the midst of this madness, where can we turn for relief? What must we do to make our dreams real? Just surrender...Just surrender.
THIS IS THE PURPOSE THE PASSION THE GLORIOUS PLAN; TO RE-WRITE THE SONGS OF THE AGES IN OUR OWN HAND. TO GATHER THE GARMENTS OF HISTORY AND FASHION OUR FATE. TO MAKE SOMETHING NEW, TO LOVE, LOVE AND CREATE. JUST SURRENDER. JUST SURRENDER
Bring order from chaos, time from eternity. Give form to the nameless desires that long to be. What matters most is what you can trust and believe; to love with abandon and give more than you receive.
Just surrender. Just surrender.

Presents and Poppa

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

For a minute I’m catchin’ a sound from the kitchen that tells me Mom is here and the sound of Poppa waking us up every year. He’d say; “Don’t go, Santa! Go get Nana! Hurry up, kids; down the stairs!” We’d never question ‘cause without exception, the truth was always there.
PRESENTS AND POPPA SAYIN’ GOODBYE TO REINDEER
Now most of the time, I say, “I’m fine. I don’t have time for tears. I’m all grown up. Childhood is over. That’s clear.” I try to be strong; knowing all along,
I’m full of nameless fears. So I fall to me knees and cry out “Please take me there! To
PRESENTS AND POPPA SAYIN’ GOODBYE TO REINDEER
Then out of the pain I rise again; tears of joy unrestrained and a song rises up
from a well long ago drained. There’s singing and laughter and nothing else matters.
We’re safe without a care and once again, my heart hears the wrapping paper tear and
PRESENTS AND POPPA SAYIN’ GOODBYE TO REINDEER
No, we can’t go back but we can take the best of the past and make a strong future
for our children, and their children, and the world as our brother and sister, and mother and father. There’s singing and laughter and nothing else matter’s.
We’re safe without a care. Once again, our heart hears the wrapping paper tear.
PRESENTS AND POPPA SAYING GOODBYE TO REINDEER

Grandson

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

A lady grand and marvelous once took care of me. Emiline from ireland embodies all that's green. Staying at her house at night, feeling so secure; my illnesses she would attend, her gentle love my cure. She's greet me every morning with many wondrous things. Breakfast has never been the same without the way she'd sing.
Tales of leprecauns and fairies filled my growing mind. Through her busy working life she'd always find the time
To tell the love that brought us here how grandpa Charles would play the mandolin that filled the house with cheer and gaitey. We took a trip to Boston to see some history. Old North Church; "One by land and two if by sea." She made me feel the grandeaur of my heritage and the feeling has stayed with me as I have come of age.
YOU ARE THE BEST CHILD WE HAVE; A VERY SPECIAL ONE. THERE' NO ONE QUITE LIKE YOU. YOU ARE MY GRANDSON!
Never did a day go by when a prayer wasn't sent, from the lips of Emily for family and friends. She taught me of the love of God; so warm with poetry. Because of her when I am hurt, I can still believe.
Now the years have come and gone, grandma's like a child. I weep with joy, roles reversed, for a little while. All the good she's done for me, I can now repay, and sing the song she sang for me that made me feel so safe.
YOU ARE THE BEST CHILD WE HAVE; A VERY SPECIAL ONE. THERE' NO ONE QUITE LIKE YOU. YOU ARE MY GRANDSON!
YOU ARE THE BEST CHILD WE HAVE; A VERY SPECIAL ONE. THERE' NO ONE QUITE LIKE YOU. YOU ARE MY GRANDSON!

YAHWEH

Written By: Louis Sorrentino

He saved me from the jaws of death. He gave me life and gave me breath.
All to His love do I now owe. In His presence grow.
By His love I'm whole.
I give Him all control.
Now is the time to enter in; turning away from every sin.
We dedicate our liive to Him. Like a branch that bends
we won't be broke again. We are born again.

YAHWEH is all I need. (x4)

Ever knee shall vow and tongues shall confess this vow
That Jesus is the King of Kings and Lord Of Lords I sing.
We let our voices ring. Our hearts to Him we bring.

Daddy's Train

Written By: Louis Sorrentino

Heard a lot about surrender. Tough hearts all turn tender when they're down on the floor. Christmas eve; there ain't no presents. "Daddy please don't forget us!" Children waitin' at the door. They caught me quick. They gave me twenty years of pain. I've seen plenty. Now what can I do?

(Chorus-) No words can tell the tale of a heart that's locked in jail. You can't forget their faces or their eyes. Comin' soon I just know it. Think I hear a whistle blowin' of daddy's train comin' home. Daddy's train comin' home.

Crowded room I'm feelin' all alone and dreamy. I can picture her young eyes askin' why? Now I'm grateful for the memory but how I wish it would let me live in peace or even breathe a sigh. So people learn a lesson. Think of what you'll be missin'. There's no exceptions. Justice is blind. Work hard and stay humble. Be grateful and you won't stumble or you will find.......

(Chorus) No words can tell the tale of a heart that's locked in jail. You can't forget their faces or their eyes. Comin' soon I just know it. Think I hear a whistle blowin' of daddy's train comin' home. Daddy's train comin' home. (repeat chorus)
Is daddy's train ever comin' home?

Her Brother's Love

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

This unique song echoes a true story. A 21 year old woman on welfare molests her half-brother; who is a 14 year old child who never knew her. She begs him to keep this terrible secret out of fear of arrest, and he does. She becomes pregnant but fails to tell him the child is his daughter and gives it another man's name. Many years later when the statute of limitations has passed, she has her victim bankrupted, jailed and collects 40,000 for back child support, with the help of state welfare lawyers. She buys a house with the money. Of course, she cannot be prosecuted for the rape she admits to on the paternity trial witness stand, but there is no statutory limit on child support. The victim is victimized again, this time not only by by the molester, but by the State.

"She never knew her father's smile from the time she was a child, like her mother, who took her brother's love. Fourteen with country ways. Gave him drugs then she made him pay. A grown woman who took her brother's love. Seducing lies, his mind in a haze. "Don't tell. It's OK!" This city woman took her brother's love. A secret child was born in shame. She refused to use his name, 'till she was ready to take her brother's love. The child grew, became of age. The mother's greed, it set the stage for blood money. She took her brother's love. She put him in jail until he paid for the child that she never made his real daughter. She took her brother's love.

SAY YES, SAY YES TO LIFE. DON'T BE A FOOL. DO WHAT'S RIGHT. OUT OF THIS MADNESS, THIS MUCH IS TRUE; YOU ARE A MOTHER AND I'M A FATHER TO YOU.

Destroyed his life; she drove him insane. She'd be in prison if it was today. She used the law to steal her brother's love. Tears of guilt at their father's grave. She swore she would repay but she lied. She took her brother's love. Never gave the child her due...empty words, never truth... A tortured soul who took her brother's love. Now the daughter bears a child; fatherless, angry and wild, like her mother who took her brother's love. Little one if I could I would do what fathers should. Forgive your mother who took her brother's love. You are my child accept your father's love.

SAY YES, SAY YES TO LIFE. DON'T BE A FOOL. DO WHAT'S RIGHT. OUT OF THIS MADNESS, THIS MUCH IS TRUE; YOU ARE MY CHILD AND I'M A FATHER TO YOU."

This man is me. My abuser eventually lost the house through drug abuse which she bought with the blood money and is a shell of a person. I have survived to celebrate a life of gratitude with my child and grandchild.

I Love What I Do

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

I Love What I Do

These are the times that I'm most alive; when I feel that I have arrived. This is what I'm meant to be; doin' what I believe. When I didn't have a clue, somehow I knew. Life doesn't stop it, it rushes right by, like a waterfall, that I live inside. When I am in that flow, in that place, I really know, what I was meant to do. I wish the same for you!
LIVE THE LIFE YOU'VE ALWAYS IMAGINED. PAY THE PRICE AND TAKE YOUR CHANCES. DO WHAT YOU LOVE AND LOVE WHAT YOU DO. WHEN YOUR HEART STARTS TO DANCIN' GIVE IT ROOM AND ROMANCIN' AND SAY WITH PASSION WHAT YOU KNOW TO BE TRUE. I LOVE WHAT I DO!
If I see you on the road, won't you stop if you dare? Tell me where are you goin' to; maybe i've been there? Maybe we could join together what we share apart, in the language of the heart1
i'm not waitin' for a better time, 'cause this is my future, this is my time. All my life has brought me here; every heartachE and every fear make me stronger still. I know I will-
LIVE THE LIFE I'VE ALWAYS IMAGINED. PAY THE PRICE AND TAKE MY CHANCES. DO WHAT I LOVE AND LOVE WHAT I DO. WHEN MY HEART STARTS TO DANCIN', I GIVE IT ROOM AND ROMANCIN', AND SAY WITH PASSION, WHAT I LONG TO BE TRUE, "I LOVE WHAT I DO!"

Ivory Girl

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

At the end of the week I can't wait to see my lover. I pull back the cover and she's there waiting for me Waiting for me alone, and soon I know with my hands I'll lover her tenderly.

Sometimes she calls me softly in the night. I run to her to hear what she will say. A fickle lover she's not. She gives me all that she's got and a song is born that bears our name.

There in our musical world I make love to my Ivory Girl and find release from all that troubles me.

Many times I've prayed for someone to love and cursed this emptiness that I call home. I know your'e not looking for me but I'm here if you want me to be. Here for you; you don't have to be alone.

There in our musical world I make love to my Ivory Girl and find release from all that troubles me.

You're there in the ivory, girl. You are my Ivory Girl!

You Gotta Show Up

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

He said he'd be home for dinner but midnight found her alone. His business could have been a winner if he only paid his loan. Lot's of chances people gave him but they all got let down. He said "I'll do better on the next time around."

You gotta show up if you want to know what in the world you are able to do. You can make your own luck and make your dreams come true, but you gotta show up!

He always had some crisis. it wasn't his fault. Someone else made him do it; nothing he could have done at all. Then he won the lottery. The ticket was in his hand but he missed the deadline. Still, he couldn't understand.

You gotta show up...etc.

It was a lovely ceremony but only the preacher came. No one else believed it; expecting more of the same. It was a very moving sermon. I can still hear the preacher call. In the end we're all the same; one time once and for all.

You gotta show up...etc.

First Priority

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

You'll still have to work for a living but you wont be alone. Most the time there'll be good conversation when you finally make it home.

I won't be your doormat but I'll gladly wash your feet.
I could be a good companion but can't make you complete. I don't know about eternity. I guess we'll wait and see. After me, you can be my First Priority.

I've been 'round this great big world and I've seen a thing or two. Let me tell you baby doll; there was nothin' like you.

I won't be no doormat, no, no, but I'll gladly wash your feet. I could be a good companion but I can't make you complete. I don't know about eternity baby. I guess we'll wait and see. After me you can be my First Priority.
After me you can be my First Priority. First Priority.
First Priority.

I Will Cover You

Written By: Lou Sorrentino

I will cover you with a song of protection. You'll be safe in my arms. I will comfort you. There will be peace and safety. I'll make you laugh if I try.

I'll come quickly when you cry; kiss the tears from your eye.
Chase the shadows from the sun. I love you.
You are the one!

Will you be my wife? I was meant to be your husband.
We'll share life yet be free. I will cherish you.
Hold you up when you're falling. I will be there 'till the end.

I'll come quickly when you cry; kiss the tears from your eye.
Chase the shadows from the sun. I love you.
You are the one!

I will cover you. I will comfort you.
Will you be my wife? We'll share a life.
I will be there 'till the end.

Discography

LPs 1-"I LOVE WHAT I DO"-12 SONGS
2-"JUST SURRENDER" -11 SONGS
3-"CELEBRATE LIFE" -9 SONGS
4- "LISTEN" (INSTRUMENTAL) -10
5- "SONGCATCHER" (ACOUSTIC)-11
ALL SONGS (C) 1996-2006 L.SORRENTINO.
MILLSTONE PRODUCTIONS

Set List

Mostly original songs but occasional covers such as Keith Urban's "The Hard Way" or James Taylor's version of You've Got A Friend"

Sets may be tailored to venue needs. Slideshows and video may be produced per contract.