When visiting my grandma in Calgary I always come home with a bunch of jams. This time, I got blueberry jam, blackberry jam, rhubarb jam, and marmalade. I also got something I’ve never tried before, banana jam! Oh, it was so good.
Eating it feels so good I just had to jam out. Pun intended. I remembered how I helped repair my grandma’s washer, and jammed out even more because it feels good to help people.
But what’s the Canadian way to jam? Of course, you need to throw a bit of maple syrup in the mix. But that’s not all. You also got to listen to good Canadian jams like Constant Craving by Lang or Snowbird by Anne Murray. That’s how you jam with jam the Canadian way!
I was visiting Calgary Alberta where one of my grandmas still lives and came back with a humorous story to share. My grandma is in her late 80’s and grew up washing all her clothes by hand. It has only been in the past decade that she finally converted to a Maytag clothes washing machine. When her washer broke down, she didn’t know who to call except her one grandson who “has a cellphone and is all modern-like.” Those were her words when she asked me to make the trip out to Calgary to help her get her washer fixed because she’s now too old to wash clothes by hand. But she’s a strong woman with lots of Canadian pride, and I love her to bits. If you could meet her you might cry of because she’s so cute!
Having that discussion on the phone is where this story started. And it ended with clean clothes in her closet and a huge bear hug. But what did it take to get there? A lot of sweat and struggle! I didn’t visit Calgary just to repair my grandmas washer. I said “yes” on the phone because I’ve been meaning to visit her anyways, and we had a great time together reminiscing over old days with my mom. We had a picnic and went to the zoo, but anyways, back to our washer repair story….
When I arrived and told her “I have no clue how to fix a washer” she flipped out and smacked me across the face. I asked her why she was so surprised that I just wanted to visit and she said “smell my clothes!” They didn’t smell that bad, but to her they smelt horrible because none of them had been washed in nearly a week. I guess it was a good thing I came because she didn’t even know what an appliance repair company was. I had to explain to her that people make full-time careers out of fixing appliances and she didn’t believe me. To prove I was right, I looked around for a washer repair Calgary service and in no time at all a technician was over and the washer was washing clothes again. My grandma was amazed and I still laugh remembering the look on her face.
It’s amazing how many people in Canada still wash their clothes by hand. If my grandma had the strength I’m sure she’d be out in the backyard right now hanging clothes on the line. Now it’s time for my 2020 update to explain where I’ve been these past few months.
My 2020 Blog Update
Due to what’s been going on around the world in 2020, I’ve been staying at home a lot. It’s sad because I love to take vacations and usually I’d be traveling right now during the sunny season. But thanks to Canada’s travel regulations these days, my visit to Calgary to see my grandma might be the best trip of the year. And who says it shouldn’t be? The other reason I haven’t been blogging as much as I used to is because I’ve been reading more and lost confidence in my skill to write and captivate readers. I’ve been reading a lot of travel blogs and magazines, just getting ready for the borders to open up again and it’s so sad because I had so many plans this year. Well, that’s life and I won’t spend another second complaining. I’m sure many of you blessed readers had a tough year too and it’s nice to be back to a somewhat regular routine. Stay tuned for more writing by yours truly because I finally got my groove back!
So welcome back to Canada Jams! Let’s get this party rocking.
Not every tow truck driver has the same preference for music, so I’m going to split this list up into three different personality types: (1) people who drive fast and don’t take no for an answer, (2) people who drive slow and respect people’s decisions no matter how strange, and (3) people who only drive fast when they need to and don’t take no for an answer when it means the most.
#1: Tow truck drivers who drive fast and don’t take no for an answer!
#2: Tow truck drivers who drive slow and respect people’s decisions no matter how strange!
#3: Tow truck drivers who only drive fast when they need to and don’t take no for an answer when it means the most.
As someone who works with Canadian music and used to provide towing services myself all across Canada, this is the list I personally recommend not just for long distance towing but long road trips, too. Hope it helps with your adventures!
Disclaimer: I didn’t choose just Canadian music alone here because this list is for anyone around the world and some of my favorites even though they’re mostly America. Enjoy!
A week ago I got back from a two week trip to Hamilton, ON, CA where I used to drive tow trucks as a young man and it took me a few days to think of a good theme for this blog post. As you know, we focus on Canadian music here but I want to touch on the secondary aspect of this blog more so than music today. I did more than just work at a radio station. I retired recently and had many, many jobs on my bizarre career path.
My passion for music is what got me out of the towing business. That’s a fact I can talk about more in a later post. Today I want to talk about my recent trip to Hamilton how the towing business changed my life as a kid and how these two things play a role together.
If you’ve never been to Hamilton, you’re not missing out in much. It’s a rather weird place to go on vacation. It’s very industrial and many parts aren’t that clean. I’d recommend going to Paris in France or Sydney in Australia. I only went to Hamilton because I spent some youthful years there as a young man and had a ex girl friend there who I’ve been in contact with recently and wanted to see her again. It’s safe to say we had a really good time, and she’s going to come visit me next time. Now this is where the two paths meet, women and towing, because I met my first wife through towing. It was when I was operating in Kamloops for several months in my early twenties when I met Michelle. I had helped her twice in the same week. Once with a flat tire repair and the second time with a long distance towing service. We became great friends and lovers almost instantly, similarly to the story I shared some time ago.
Anyway, when I was in Hamilton I saw an old friend of mine who was still running the old business I used to work for. In his home garage I saw the very selfsame tow truck I used to drive as a young man and seeing it brought back so many memories. It’s hard to explain how strange I felt. Apparently the tow truck is a collector vehicle now so it’s worth three times more than it was when I used to drive it. I’m kind of glad people today don’t rely on those old trucks. Technology has surely improved.
I told you how towing changed my life because that’s how I met my first wife. Well, it’s also how I met my second wife weirdly enough. I don’t think it’s safe for me to tell you that story. But another way towing changed my life is that when I was visiting Europe as a child a tow truck driver saved my life from a flood! I was too young to remember now but my mother told me the story many times quite clearly. Apparently the kind man jumped into rapids and snatched my arm just before I got sucked away into tossing rubble. It’s hard for me to believe it, but I have a few scars my mother said were from the accident.
I want to talk more about my love for Hamilton soon, but it’s really nowhere too special. It’s a good place to work and find interesting hobbies. A lot of cool things come out of there. Until next time, stay safe.
Hello folks. Just want to give you a quick update because I’ve been working on a large special post for you guys that might be out today. I’ve been working on this post for nearly a week now and it really is special, all about how a man makes music with kitchen appliances in Canada. It’s really amazing. He’s super shy and only hosts music for his friends and even I couldn’t talk him into recording one of his songs. But his story is amazing and he agreed to let me talk about his story. So stay tuned for that. I hope to be the first to blog about it but I know he’s getting popular fast.
Other news: I’ve been doing a lot of travelling and that is why my posts haven’t been as regular as I’d like. As a Canadian music blog it takes a lot of work to compete with other bloggers and so I decided just to do my own thing and if people like then people like it. I know you dedicated readers are out there and I’m so grateful to have you. This update is for you and I just want you to know that a big special post may come out tonight. You’ll enjoy it a lot.
I’m really curious to know what internet surfers find to be their favorite Canadian music? If you’re visiting this blog post from outside of Canada, you probably haven’t heard much Canadian music, so us locals need to be more outspoken about the artists we love to share them with outsiders who may not otherwise ever learn of our artists back home.
So what is your favorite? Please let me know by contacting us and I plan to combine what everyone says into a future post. I think this is a very interesting experiment, because unlike a Facebook comment feed only people who love their Canadian artists enough will take the time to actually email us. This means the artists listed on the future blog post will actually be true “favorites.” Then people from all over the world may hear some cool music they may have never heard otherwise.
So please submit. It may take a year for us at Canada Jams to collect twenty submissions, but it’ll be worth the wait for everyone.
It’s going to be even better than waiting for the music this chimp is about to play!
I believe every nation should be proud of the music they make behind their own borders. This means I don’t think Canadian music necessarily deserves to be more appreciated around the world, because the music from everywhere in general should be more appreciated. The music made by nomads in the Amazon jungle for example might need some attention. But this is a Canadian blog, and so I hope you don’t take everything I say as pure nationalism. We’re all different!
With all that said I invite you to take some time to think about what your favorite Canadian music really is. It could be simply flute music played by a homeless man you always see! That is the kind of true Canadian music you can’t find elsewhere. Songs played by street entertainers are a great example. They write their own songs, but only people who are physically walking around in Canadian streets ever get to hear them, and they can’t go and download the song when they get home because it was made by a homeless guy who doesn’t even have an email address.
So please think this through, because there’s a good chance the answer you just came up with immediately is different that the answer you’ll have in the shower tomorrow morning. If it isn’t at least you can laugh at how wrong I was. So take your time. There’s no rush. Like I said, once there’s enough submissions I’ll make the follow up post, but that could very well be a year to two years from now. So I hope your opinion doesn’t change too much!
Just tell us your favorite Canadian music! We can’t wait!
The following quote is from a fan in Kamloops who has something important to say about supporting Canadian artists:
“Dear Canada Jams, thanks for responding and letting me write in to you guys. My name is Chris and I live in Kamloops, British Columbia with my sister and my dog. I was googling around the wide web trying to find support for my sister because she’s a guitar player, and I was touched by your motivation to support Canadian artists. Now I would love for this message to get shared and heard across Canada. I hope your blog can do this for me.
“I truly believe my sister has the talent to make a great career out of singing and playing the guitar. But I’m so annoyed by locals in Kamloops because rather than giving her attention they’d much rather listen to popular American music. To combat this everyday I listen to her music as loud as I can in my tow truck around Kamloops. Already by doing this I have managed to glean her some support by catching the attention of listeners who wonder who made that fabulous music. People are often shocked and surprised to learn that the music they call “magical” is in fact made by a local right here in Kamloops. I think knowing the fact that my sister is a local makes them love her even more. If only there was a way to get more locals to know of her, I think she could become a celebrity fairly quickly. But this is hard to do with all the American trash music coming in across the border via radio waves and the internet. To help our local artists prosper I truly believe we need to shut the borders off from music so to speak. I mean we should block all American music from making its way onto Canadian avenues of entertainment so that we can start to appreciate our own artists more. Our economy would benefit greatly from seeing our own artistic creators benefit from their skills rather than giving all our money and time to those idiots across the border.
“So today if you’re looking for tow truck Kamloops, don’t be surprised if you hear the beautiful singing and guitar playing of my sister. I think towing cars for my auto shop in Kamloops is a great opportunity for my sister to get heard, but I know there’s better ways out there. If only Canadians could understand the importance of appreciating local artists rather than media-induced superstars in America, people like my sister would actually be able to follow their dreams and make a profitable career here in Canadian borders. Who knows, perhaps even Americans would start to dig her like they did for Drake. Well, that’s my rant for you guys and I hope your readers see the importance of it. Thank you for allowing me to share and I look forward to your response.”
Thank you, Chris. You put in better words what we’re trying to do here with this blog than we could ourselves. It’s very true that Canadians have built the habit of praising American artwork rather than looking here for undiscovered talent which in many cases is even better than top 20 hits in America. If I’m ever looking for a tow truck service in Kamloops BC, I hope I get your tow truck and you as a driver because I’d love to hear your sister play. I know you didn’t wish to share her name because you didn’t want this to come across as a pitiful way to get her more listeners, but I really wish I could know her name just to share her music here.
If only every tow truck driver in Canada let alone British Columbia was as serious as you about this, playing Canadian music, I think that alone would be enough to solve the problem, and that says a lot about how serious I think you are. It’s people like you, Chris, that will make the great difference for us as Canadians in deciding where our music comes from. Your powerful words have touched me and I hope they do the same for our beloved readers. So once again, thank you Chris. You’re the best Canadian tow truck driver ever! I wish your sister the best of luck!
Despite the rant in our previous post, we want to give a shot out to the best American musician of all time (in our opinion). Mister explosive Tupac Shakur, the master of rap, will live on forever in the grace of fan-made remixes. Phonies like Drake loose face among the real hip-hop heads when they say such nonsense as “Tupac is over-rated.” Son, you’re overrated! Tupac deserved every ounce of his success for a damn fine reason. He’s a born natural talent and to this day no one has surpassed his skill.
If you’re looking for the best remix album of all time, CHECK THIS OUT, boy!
A road to glory INDEED! If you were born in ’98 and listen to wack crap on the radio today then PLEASE take a phat haul of this album and try to understand why the real of the real say hip-hop is dead. THIS IS THE REAL SHYYYYYTTE, son! By far this is Canada Jams top No.1 fan-made remix album of all time. Rip in pepperoni Makaveli! By the motivation inspired by you through us, we will make sure future generation realize how crappy their music is by blaring you with the bass turned up to max.
WARNING: This is an angry rant from a true Canadian!
Americans often joke about Canadian music by calling is knock-off or a low quality version of pop music in the USA. The truth is we’re very, very proud of our music NOT being American. Like, seriously, have you heard American music on the radio lately? It’s sooo bad!
I had a conversation with my hairdresser the other day–a very kind old lady–and when this wack American pop song started playing on the radio I asked her, “How can you work with this garbage playing?” She said, “I just ignore it.” Then we talked on a little further and she commented, “It’s not that everything in the music industry has already been done. Young people just don’t know what to do anymore.” Like, seriously, she’s so right! Of course I’m forgetting all the genius musicians who ARE contributing to great art in the music industry. I’m speaking of the majority and the crap on the top 40 hit lists that only fourteen-year-olds and adults who drink too much soda pop like to listen to.
There’s a formula for making a top 40-esque song these days, and it requires using a mundane “lullaby” type of rhythm and repeating the same line over and over and over again. I think Americans have a great problem when it comes to popular music. They seem to be too dull-minded to even know that the music they’re listening to is based off of nursery rhymes for little baby’s bed times and night, night songs. Like googoo gaga, blah blah blah is all they seem to be saying in their lyrics, quite literally! This is why I’m so proud to be Canadian. And I hope an American who loves Little Wayne reads this and hates me because that would make me very, very satisfied. Yeah ,that’s right, buds. I hate the music you listen to with a passion! Little Wayne is wack. If Mozart could hear it he would turn over in his grave and poop himself in horror.
If we’re going to give respect to music from a nation other than Canada, I think my shot out would go to France. Like, damn O man, they’re music is good.
But don’t get my words twisted boys and girls. I LOOOOVE American music before the year 1998. ’50s American rock and roll–LOVE IT! ’60s American jazz–LOVE IT! ’70s American rock–LOVE IT! ’80s American funk–EXTRA LOVE IT! ’90s American hip hop–mmm, SO GOOD!
But today in 2018 I think everyone around the world can agree America has a problem. And that problem has nothing to do with us upperworldly Canadians. Oh, no! Quite frankly we’re very glad NOT to be American. We find it ironic how Americans make fun of us for being polite and civilized when they all think it’s cool to play horrible music and dance around like moronic apes.
Ahhhh, if felt so good to get that off my chest. How’s that for a first blog post?