Dear Los Lonely Boys
Hey, Henry, JoJo & Ringo!
It’s probably not really y’all’s fault, but I recently moved and had to switch cell-phone companies. You know the most important ringtone I had on my old phone? Your song Senorita (only because I couldn’t find Texican Style). You know … every time my baby calls me, I get to hear, “You’re my little senorita …” and your voices and music. Suh-weet.
But now? Nah. Something’s all messed up. Sony apparently doesn’t have an agreement with Alltel. Or you don’t. Or … oh, I don’t know. I don’t care, really. I just want the dang ringtone I paid for before. I mean, hey, it’s free advertising every time my phone rings and people within earshot hear your song … right?
So … for now, Elvis tells me how good I look when my phone rings. I ain’t got no diamonds … or LLB … but I got Elvis, baby.

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6:39 pm |
Los Lonely Boys rock my socks off

Remember how I said the Los Lonely Boys were coming to town? They were here Saturday night. We were late. (Not my fault. I hate to be late.) When we got there, though, we had some of the best seats in the house.


My only complaint? The show was too short! Just wish they would have played for a few more hours. I could have stayed all night.

Posted by Becky @
8:30 pm |
Los Lonely Boys are coming to town



And I get to see them! Thanks, Kay, for Covering Florida and letting me know about it. Maybe I’ll see you there!
I’ve talked about Los Lonely Boys before and even got Dad2twins to write a guest-post review of their first album. It won’t be at the corner bar where I can order a pitcher (or three) of beer and dance all night long, but it will be backstage. That’s how we’ll celebrate a couple things — a birthday that ends in zero and an anniversary that ends in 5. Whee!

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2:49 pm |