Greasy Mike goes Latin

16 bongo-bashin', tropic-trashin', mambo-shmambo monsteros!!

Everybody likes a bit of Latin. It's steamy. It's tropical. It's hot. It gets the dames a-dancin' and the guys pay attention. Those wild rhythms are the sound of sweat. It's the heat that can't be beat.

Now let me tell you about Latin. Real Latin, bangin' Latin. Not the sweet, soft stuff your mama used to play. I'm talkin' hard-bangin' Latin that's the real deal: the stuff that makes you move. Hot, wild, sexy rhythms. Skin-slappin', coconut-crackin', conga-crushin' caliente copana. And horns to die for!!

You got your rhumba, your mambo, your cha cha cha. You got your Cuban heat, Brasilian beat, colourful Colombian cumbia and pure fire from all those little islands in the Caribbean. Cut 'em, chop 'em, cook 'em up with a slug of jazz and some downhome RnB, and you've got the devil's own firecracker.