HOME: Rock ’n’ Roll Jungle.

AGE: Just like the sun.

PROFESSION: One of 10,000 American scuba divers dancin’.

HOBBIES: Staging “comebacks,” looking for and finding the magic, Girls, watching TV, touchin’ the wind, feelin’ in the dark, writing modern pop love songs.

LAST BOOK READ: I Like Ike by Mamie Eisenhower.

LAST ACCOMPLISHMENT: Scoring a hit single in what seemed to be a dead career.

QUOTE: “Twilley don’t mind!”

PROFILE: With his partner, Phil Seymour, Twilley formed the Dwight Twilley Band in Tulsa, Oklahoma during the mid-’70s. Though they were one of the original critically-acclaimed purveyors of “power pop,” the band remained a well-kept secret. Our boy kept pluggin’ away with a new band, though, reviving his career, taking “Girls” to the top, thanking Elvis and John Lennon on his last LP, revealing “whatever happened to” the Cowsills and becoming a real rock ’n’ roll star.

BEER: Boy Howdy!