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By Adriane Goetz

Published on December 19, 2007 at 4:00am

If the term “butt-shake” isn’t part of your musical vernacular, you had better get hip ASAP and have a listen to Phoenix’s own Acapulco-Five-O. Inspired by ’50s and ’60s spy music, go-go, Latin exotica, and, of course, butt-shake, Acapulco-Five-O was designed to infect the masses with the rockin’ pneumonia and the boogie-woogie flu. The band describes its essence as, “If James Brown was born in the barrios of Mexico City and wore a Mexican wrestling mask instead of a velvet cape.” Marco Polo (of Curse of the Pink Hearse notoriety) is the mastermind behind this project. Having finally perfected the lineup with other seasoned musicians -- including former Flathead bassist Ruth Wilson, and Maricopa County Prison Band’s Mike Wolfe and Bob Taylor -- Polo considers A-5-0 to be his “dream band.” In the midst of recording their first full-length album, it’s only a matter of time before the hep cats and kittens of Acapulco-Five-O take the AZ music scene by storm. These rockers don’t play live too often, so don’t miss your chance to shake your butt to the sound of the vintage underground.
Fri., Dec. 21, 9 p.m., 2007