I don’t want to stereotype, but either it was a bad crowd, or Parisians are just naturally unimpressed. Last night I performed at the Tennessee Bar, around the corner and across the Seine from the Notre Dame. It was a really unique venue, and the music was top notch (not including myself).

But the crowd just never responded to the really good acts like they were really good. And trust me, there were some excellent musicians that performed last night (not including myself). But not matter how well anyone performed, the crowd response always fell somewhere between “sympathy applause” and “golf clap.”

Don’t get me wrong, I still had a good time. And I met a lot of good musicians. But Paris is definitely not a music town.

It’s an art town. Which is why the Louvre is its biggest attraction. And I of course had to take a gander at the world’s biggest collection of art. I only scratched the surface, but I’d say I got my 9 euros-worth. Aside from the Louvre, I chose to admire the city on foot. Ascending the Eiffel Tower would’ve been a little disappointing yesterday anyway, seeing as how the top 200 feet of it were in the clouds.

All in all, it was Paris, and I had a good time. But Paris is for lovers, not solo singer/songwriters trying to make a living selling CDs. I don’t plan on returning until I qualify as the former.

Well, I’m off to catch an overnight train to Lisbon. Portugal is the one stop on my tour that I’m most excited to see. Well, except maybe Dubai. But more about that later.

Au revoir.