Corey Webb: Blog

Thanks Kanye, I feel important. Here I blog at the very old rustic Cité Universitaire in Paris (the architecture is stunning) near Parc Montsouri - one of the most beautiful gardens I've ever seen. Weather sucks but I eclipse it with my fond memories from last spring when I was here (kind of like those sunglasses that claim you can see in HD(!) when really they're just super clean lenses - so stupid).

The journey to this point has been intense. Goodbye home and all that I know until who knows when. This is the place I was stranded with Sir Timothy Giles due to a malicious volcano last spring. This is the place we spent 8 days with Lorette in a beautiful flat with beautiful weather and a beautiful garden just across the street with too many cigarettes to count. (Kick your habits people) I left here last spring not sure if I would come back. But I have come back. Yup. Been back two weeks today.

Week 1- not really sure what the fuck I was doing. But I'm with the loveliest girl I have ever met, say hello Lorette. So whatevs. I do what I want... so next week I want to play music.

Week 2- Okay okay, there we go. Things got moving. Not in the big sense, but I've found a circle of peeps that are big into the open mic scene. I've been tagging along for four nights straight playing my ass off alongside an ass of talent and troubadors in this wonderful city - woots to Janet Labelle and Garick Davis for team America.

So where have I been? Here is the beginning of your quintessential troubador open mic guide for a visit in the City of Light.

Sunday (2): A journalist's brunch open mic hosted by Brad Spurgeon check him out --- also Le Pop In but they take the piss out of you if you don't speak french... at least I think they take the piss out of you. Thats in the evening @ 10.

Monday (2): Tennesee Jazz Cafe (totally brilliant spot)--- also the Galway irish pub (Thomas Brun plays there every Friday too, kind of a big deal in the area - or thats what the drunk gay guy told me last night... At the bar! Head out of the latrine please. But Thomas - yeah, worthy of a round of applause). Both in the evening.

Tuesday: Petit Bonheur la Chance (untranslatable french saying... maybe for good luck?) Sweet little basement with arches and domed ceilings spattered about. Cool nook.

Wednesday: the Highlander irish pub. Good original artist named Mary Mina played there, can't find her online yet though. But worthwhile - the host is Thomas Brun who plays at the Galway Fridays and he lets you use all of his pedals. Cool dude.

So now I'm taking a little break from the open mic resting up to do it all over again next week. Then its off to London with Lorette for a week to find a place to live. Then its back to Paris for a month, then its off to London yet again to get my Master's, then its off to.... Portugal?

Miss you mom.