s it just me, or do you think of Buju Banton's seminol Til Shiloh every time that someone mentions Twilo? No? Just me, I guess. The Manhattan staple, Twilo, has come to Miami to espouse the same DJ-hero dogma. Parties go later than late, with sweat heads and the shirtless crowd coming and going throughout the night. All sunglasses and tightness, the scene calls for water binging and dance purging. Incidentally, I'm delighted that "Wanna be Loved" is stuck in my head.