Kooymans & Carillo.

George Kooymans and Frank Carillo will be back on Dutch stages during a small Summertour 2011.They will play with the Barking Dogs: Bob Langenberg on Drums, Ocki Klootwijk on bass and Tyn Smit on keys.

Frank Carillo.

Frank Carillo is the epitome of the "musician's musician." Throughout his career, his craftsmanship as a gifted world-class guitar player, memorable prolific songwriting and his warm and affable persona have allowed him to make an indelible mark on the international music scene.

Rails to Kingdom Come.

Frank Carillo and the Bandoleros are wraping up their new CD. All the work is being done at Millbrook Studios with renowned producer and sound engineer extraordinaire Paul Orofino. The CD, "Rails To Kingdom Come," is scheduled for early summer release.

Don't get Sammy started

Written by: 
Frank Carillo
Track released on: 
Frank Carillo and the Bandoleros "Someday" album.

Airport lines, good French wine
Trying to find a place to dine
Luggage in the van and broken strings
Napster has a fan for life
He's out dancing with his wife
Overlords and shakin underlings
If you still have some respect for the dear departed
Don't get Sammy started (again)

Aisle scat, count the miles
Storage bins corrupted files
Maybe there's a place to hang a hat
Overhead is filled again
this conspiracy is wearng thin
He found another way for burning fat
The northern border guard was left unguarded
Don't get Sammy started
The front seat's made for torture, boys
don't check the sound, check the noise
Separate the good books from the chaff
Wheel the bags right through the door
I've slept here many time before
The driver's dying trying to make him laugh

The highway's not for everyone
The AC's always set for stun
Wake up call is 5:15 again
The read can have a quiet charm
The chili here is five-alarm
There's another truck stop just around the bend
St. Cosmo and the blues have both been martyred
Don't get Sammy started

so don't forget your cell phone, son
I know just what makes Sammy run
There's something hidden in the oatmeal tin
I'm driving out from LAX
I'll take the cash forget the checks

There's something crawling underneath my skin
Anything you need can be bartered
Don't get Sammy started