Allison Sattinger

Allison Sattinger

BandCountryAcoustic

Allison's music is a piano-pop confessional sermon to soothe the sin-sick soul

Biography

Allison Sattinger writes music and sings professionally in Los Angeles since recently becoming a California Girl. After college Allison made the requisite journey to New York City having graduated with Broadway aspirations. An artistic intervention by Q-Tip ( A Tribe Called Quest ) found Allison writing songs and melodies of her own, a very unexpected thing, but when a legend tells you to start writing you do just that. After arriving in L.A. Allison's music was noticed and nurtured by Brian Jordan, guitarist for Karl Denson's Tiny Universe and Ms. Lauryn Hill.
With his help, Allison made her first little self-titled E.P., which she followed up with a full-length, 'Vox', in 2006. 'So Much Grace' ( from Vox ) was a finalist in The 2006 International Songwriting Competition and in the same year Allison sang backup for Will Ferrell at the ESPY awards and recently trilled on four national commercials. A new completely A Capella album is currently being tracked for a 2008 release. Stay tuned.

Lyrics

This Ain't Living

Written By: Allison Sattinger

THIS AIN'T LIVING

Too much coffee; too many deadlines that never end
Pushing paper no one will ever see again
Working 9 to 5
Tapping keys that play no melody
'Cause I gotta eat to stay alive

Mama, I can pay my rent, get what money can buy
But this ain't living

My feet miss the earth
My skin misses the summer wind;
how I wanna be free again...
I got dreams that stay on hold until the workday ends
But does it ever really end?

Papa, I can keep up with the Joneses and all of their friends
But this ain't living

I can't take another day of this
"Yes ma'am, yes sir, yes miss"
I wanna leave it all behind me
Pack my bags and follow that bliss
There'll be no more working for the corporation
I'm gonna find me a rock n' roll band and wave so long goodbye
To this life that was never mine to live....but in the meanwhile

Too much coffee, too many deadlines that never end
Pushing papers no one gives a damn about again
Working 9 to 5, everyday another part of me dies

Mama...I can pay my rent, but some things money can't buy
Cause this ain't living...
No, this ain't living.

© 2004 Allison Sattinger

Sugar Daddy

Written By: Allison Sattinger

Sugar Daddy

Take me down to Rio, Daddy
Lately I’ve been thinking thoughts about
Top down in a Cadillac car
High rollin’ on a boulevard
I wanna go so down south that I don’t speak the language
There’ll be no more talk about love
Cause I’ve had enough to know that I can’t
Just wine and dine me; talk to me about things that I haven’t seen –
I know you’re rich enough to buy me what ain’t free
Daddy please, oh Daddy

Take me down to Rio Daddy
I hear they got those beaches where your cares all melt away
Like candy in the middle of a summer’s day
You can buy me diamonds and I’ll make it worth your while;
I’ll order room service and serve it to you wearing just a smile
Just don’t ask me questions about my heart
Or you and I might finish before we even start;
I hear you’re rich enough to buy me what ain’t free, Daddy.

Take me anywhere but here
Where I’ve made a mess of love just like a failed career
I wanna walk away carefree from all this pain and misery
And drown out all my sorrows in a Mai Tai by the sea
Can you help me Daddy?

Take me down to Rio, Daddy
Lately I’ve been thinking thoughts about
Top down in a Cadillac car
High rollin’ on a boulevard
I wanna go so down south that I don’t speak the language
There’ll be no more talk about love
Cause I’ve had enough to know that I can’t
Just wine and dine me; talk to me about things that I haven’t seen –
I know you’re rich enough to buy me what ain’t free
Daddy please, oh Daddy
Take me down to Rio
Sugar Daddy -- Please.

Copyright 2004 Allison Sattinger

So Much Grace

Written By: Allison Sattinger

I stopped running I stopped hiding
One day my faith found hope and could abide it
Hallelujah, Hallelujah I am filled with so much grace

Weak of spirit, sad of soul
Careless child my smile he stole
Down on my knees nights
Praying to the lord fill my heart with so much grace
Filly heart with so much grace

Long and winding road worn weary
I could not see very clearly
Thena new voice soft and speaking low filled my heart with so much grace
I am filled with so much grace

Beauty could not even describe him
More an angel than a human
Luminous one
When he holds me close I am filled with so much grace
I am filled with so much grace

When love calls you answer boldly
Life is boundless, beautiful and holy
Let your light shien
Let it shine, shine, shine
Be filled with so much grace
I am filled with so much grace

I stopped running I stopped hiding
One day my faith found hope and could abide it
Hallelujah, Hallelujah I am filled with so much grace

Discography

Allison Sattinger -- Self Titled
Allison Sattinger -- Vox