TWILO (Prologue)

Last week I went to Cielo to hear Junior Vasquez play and his set was just as inspiring, stimulating and fiercly contagious as his legendary Twilo sets. It brought so many great memories that I found myself day dreaming all through the week of "Twilo Resurrection". This week has been slightly gloomy in the city and a little slow for me so I decided to find some interviews with Junior Vasquez to read on my work breaks, to keep the inspiration going. Besides some really interesting ones that I devoured, I found some very negative publicity on Twilo which made me really burn.
These articles were caricatures of the place and it's inhabitants, clearly written with a sensationalist sarcasm and complete lack of understanding of that world.
Instead of getting angry and leaving some nasty replies to the writers I got inspired to tell the story of Twilo from my point of view. The view of Twilo as home away from home from one of it's inhabitants. What made it home away from home, why Twilo was so encompassing to so many people? Why when conversation turns to Twilo people's eyes light up even though the place has been closed for more than a few years? Club is a club right? You come in, you dance and you leave? Wrong...
Throughout NYC history there were clubs that stood out from the rest and challenged every preconceived notion of a club experience, thus finding their place in history and redefining music as we knew it. Twilo was one of them and although it will be an extraordinary challenge for me to put my feelings and memories into words, I will...