EL DÚPLEX

I have a house inside Apolo.

The kitchen is the bar, the bathroom somehow becomes the photocall, and there’s always room for one more in the living room. You already know that.

And the usual crowd is always there: the ones dancing on the sofa, the chatterbox, the group doing therapy in the bathroom, and the last one standing.

Everything you’ll hear has been remixed: the songs you used to sing in the car, what was playing at school, what’s new, what you already knew, and what you thought you’d forgotten. Reggaeton, urban music and pop collide with electronic music and club sounds.

Every Thursday, from midnight onwards.

I’ve got fifty house keys. The first fifty people to come upstairs get one. Once they’re gone, they’re gone.

Ring the bell and come on up.