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[Frank] I know exactly the day I opened
my mouth to sing. It was a Sunday.
All the relatives were over at the house.
It's an old Italian song, and I didn't know
what the hell the words were. I was like six,
seven years old. It was... ♪ Eh, Cumpari ♪
And all of a sudden, I just start singing along with it.
It just seemed natural.
For some reason, it was effortless for me.
I never had a pitch problem. I could just sing.
Please welcome, Frank Stallone.
-Frank Stallone. -Frank Stallone.
[Sylvester] In his world, and his talent, he's, you know,
every bit as good as I am at what I try to do.
He's a five tool guy.
He can sing, he can act, he can perform,
he can write, and he could fight like a son of a bitch.
When you watch Frank Stallone perform,
he fulfills everything.
It's just talent, man. It's just pure talent.
He sings his ass off. Always did.
He likes to talk a lot.
-[laughs] -He can talk.
He can tell a story, and he'll just capture you.
He's just wonderful.
[Billy] It's a combination
of electric magnetism
coupled with this incredible humility.
It's just a rare cocktail.
It's what I respect most about him.
Frank has style and Frank has endurance.
He's very driven. He's talented, and he's also a sweetheart
of a guy. He's a winner.
He's an electric sort of guy, and, and, uh, funny.
He's entertaining. He's got a heart of gold.
There's never a dull moment with Frank.
[Frankie] He's got a big heart.
That's what people don't see. It's that big.
[Steven] He's a force. He's the real deal.
There's so much more to him than meets the eye.
I mean, everybody knows, yeah, he did a little
doo-wop thing in the first Rocky film,
and you think, "Oh, that's cute," you know,
"Sylvester and his brother sing a little
thing at the beginning." And then,
you dig deeper, and you found out,
"Wow, this guy's a tremendous musical artist
in his own right."
He was into music 24 hours a day.
I knew that was his calling.
He never quit.
♪ I know what I'm missing ♪
♪ I talk ♪
♪ No one listens ♪
♪ Now I'm talking to myself ♪
♪ Reach out, no reaction ♪
♪ What price? ♪
♪ Satisfaction ♪
♪ If you give up ♪
♪ Or give it all... ♪
[upbeat jazz music]
These were actually, uh,
these were a gift to me.
These were Frank Sinatra's cufflinks.
Maybe that'll bring me a... bit of good luck.
See you in the movies.
[upbeat jazz music continues]
[announcer] Welcome back to the stage Frank Stallone.
[audience applauds]
[Frank] I grew up in a kind of a strange environment.
My father was from Italy, and my mother is a WASP,
and she was born in Washington DC.
So I didn't really grow up in,
what you would call, a musical household.
My father was a hair dresser.
My mother worked in the same business,
and it was a very tumultuous house.
It was not a happy household.
[Jackie] I remember once I went to Bloomingdale's,
he was about five years old, and he's so quite.
Were-- He said to Frankie, "Just sit here, don't move."
He would not move until you gave him a command to move.
When I got home, I realized I didn't have him.
He was still sitting on the bench in Bloomingdale's.
I went back to the store, and there you were. [laughs]
To pick him up, that's how well-mannered he was.
[Annette] He was a good baby.
Frankie actually was putty in your hand.
He was a beautiful little baby, and very good.
Growing up, he was just a, a normal child,
but he developed a passion,
and I mean really a passion, for music.
[Frank] I remember to this day, seeing Elvis Presley.
All of a sudden, this wild man comes on.
At six years old, I'm going, "Oh, yeah,
forget 'Eh, Cumpari.' That, that bullshit,
that's over. This is it right here."
The hair, the look, just everything about him,
and that was it, I was hooked.
When my parents got divorced,
I moved from Maryland to Philadelphia,
which was like night and day.
But then the doo-wop thing was always around,
like The Platters, The Silhouettes,
that was like street corner.
[hums and snaps]
So I got into that.
My mother had left. She disappeared.
And she came around Christmas time,
and I saw these two like ukuleles.
I know my brother has no musical talent,
so I guess they're both for me,
but he ended up breaking it over my head.
That was the beginning and the end
of like the Italian version of The Everly Brothers,
because my brother, as talented as he is,
just has no musical talent.
They tried. They bought him a trumpet.
He hammered the mouth piece in,
but it just wasn't his bag,
and he didn't know what his bag was until 20 years later.
So he was just kind of a delinquent.
[Sylvester] I would torture Frank.
Everything from shooting arrows at him,
and trying to put him in a barrel,
and roll him down a hill while heaving rocks
onto a freeway under construction.
His fingers almost got cut off in a cement mixer.
We got into a fight over a drum stick,
and I threw it at him, and it sort of stuck in his head,
and he's still alive, which goes to show you,
he's not normal.
He has a primitive neanderthal-type-skull.
He's eating a bowl of ice cream.
He goes... [with deep voice] "Don't touch my ice cream,"
and he throws the ice cream in my face.
I turn around, I hit him, and I shatter my hand.
This is the way we've always conducted our business,
me attacking my brother, and then blaming him.
So it's consistent. There something nice
about consistency.
[Frank] So then, off to military school.
I just got wind of The Beatles. I don't want to go to military school,
and get a buzz haircut. I can't do this anymore.
I just don't want to do it,
because now your hormones are kind of changing.
The Beatles, The Stones, all this stuff is happening,
and I'm wearing a buzz cut.
I look like total jerk off.
I don't fit in at all.
So I left. I went to public school.
I wasn't dumb. I was very smart,
but I couldn't apply myself.
Now you would call that ADD,
but then, you just called it stupid.
I think I got one A in 12 years of school.
I flunked music all four years.
Barely got out of high school.
Frankie and I met in September of 1961.
I had a set of drums, but most of us,
we were just doing something that was part of a trend.
For Frankie, it was a drive.
He can't stop himself.
I felt like a separation emotionally,
like he was moving away, you know?
He was very serious about that, and I...
...couldn't possibly get serious at that age.
[Frank] I remember I worked all summer
for 150 bucks, and my stepfather said...
[with deep voice] "Well, if you work, you can buy your own guitar."
I said, "Okay, great." I went to 8th Street Music,
and I bought this bass,
and he goes, "Oh, I didn't tell you you could buy that,"
and he took it away from me.
I didn't even get a chance to play it.
It was so devastating to me,
because I was so proud because I worked for it,
and he just put it away in the closet,
and he goes, "Don't you ever touch that again." I said,
I said, "You said if I worked all summer, I could have it."
I couldn't wait for when he left town. Of course I'd...
[imitates a bass strumming] practice in the front room
with my band, and stuff like that. But I couldn't--
Then I realized I sucked at bass.
[Jackie] Well, he didn't like his stepfather
for the simple reason his stepfather was
pretty organized, and very neat, and clean.
He would insist Frankie get a haircut
as soon as he'd come home. Well, that's the worst thing
you could say to a musician.
So, they didn't get along well at all.
[bright music]
Got along very well with his father.