Nick Warren

NEW YORK – On February 20, 2007 Nick Warren will release “Paris,” his 7th mix CD in the popular Global Underground mix series. With “Paris” GU has reached its milestone GU030 release.

A new Parisian club generation has emerged – young, brash, and set on the more minimal, smoothly-mixed dance sound of today. This has split the city’s nightlife community, with some veteran clubbers opting out, and others welcoming the newcomers. At club Mix, Warren’s new generation of fans are out in force. In downbeat denim glamour, with 80s-style ties hanging bandana-style round their necks and sunglasses a go-go, they preen and gurn through Nick’s immaculate sets. They’re out for a good time – and Nick delivers it, seamlessly, while his name repeatedly flashes up on the face of the illuminated DJ booth. Warren’s new Global Underground mix CD is inspired by the late-October DJ set he performed at Mix.

The first CD of Nick’s silky smooth Paris mix is in no hurry to go anywhere. This downbeat CD contains an atmospheric, colorfully melodic set – the kind of material Warren handles better than anyone: dreamy, pretty, understated, cool. It starts off in swathes of sombre colours with Space Gypsies’ “After” letting a piano riff rain-drop on slow-mo Bristol beats. Tripswitch’s “Strange Parallels” is sad and cinematic, while Audioglider’s “Whiskers” gently strokes a trundling disco bass-line. “Lonely Planet” from Aurturus shimmies on moonbeams of melody. Joey Fehrenbac closes with the suitably symphonic “Behold.”

CD2 takes us to a chic, happening party where nobody’s giving anything away but everyone is dancing wildly. It’s one of Nick Warren’s finest: detailed, ruthlessly contemporary, effortlessly groovy - a soundtrack for a fresh new breed of clubbers, partying in a minimalist white and lavender club under a car park in Paris. August’s “I Miss” slinks after a growl of a bassline, slipping through dark pools of melody. Esenvee’s “Head Down (the Jay P mix)” is a genius fusing of a loping beat, a quirky acid noise and what sounds like a woodblock solo. Pole Folder’s “B-side” is a squeaky house burble, while Habersham and Kazell provide a dub-acid skank drenched in echoing voices with “Paradise Rockers.” Tannen’s “Black Out” wraps things up with a shimmering house trip washed by burbling synthesizers.