The History There is a building on West Huron Street in Chicago that most people walk past without a second thought. But between 1977 and 1983, something happened inside it that quietly rewired the entire course of popular music. A Black gay man named Frankie Knuckles held residency at a club called The Warehouse. He played for crowds that were Black, queer, and working class — people the rest of the city had no use for, people who needed somewhere to exist freely. He played