Stompin' Tom Connors dies at 77
Great Canadians of the 20th Century #19

Stompin' Tom Connors

Chances are that the majority of Gunslinger devotees have never heard of Stompin' Tom Connors, and he'd be perfectly fine with that. When he began his career, he was determined to stay true to his country, stick to the Trans-Canada Highway and only write about the people and places that he loved, north of the 49th Parallel. He was so nationalistic in his beliefs that he returned all six of his Juno Awards (the Great White North's equivalent of the Grammy) in protest of the Canadian Recording Arts & Sciences' decision to reward performers who had gone on to live and ply their musical trade elsewhere. "Border jumpers" he called them, in an open letter to CARAS and the press. It's not that he begrudged Joni Mitchell or Neil Young their success, but to Tom, giving them a Juno wasn't going to help them any, when it could be boosting the career of someone who chose to remain at home and entertain their fellow Canadians.

Normally, I wouldn't go on like this about a topic here on the Gunslinger, but coming from Stompin' Tom's part of the world (he was also a friend of my uncle, who everyone knew as Jumpin' Jack, go figure), I knew his music before I knew rock and roll. Songs like Bud the Spud, The Ketchup Song and my eternal favourite, The Gumboot Cloggeroo course through my veins as strongly as Waterloo Sunset or Let's Face the Music and Dance; he wrote simple, often silly, songs, but nobody could touch him when it came to capturing the soul of a country in a way that was meant for us and us alone.

Tom was irascible, he often rubbed people the wrong way, and he didn't take any guff. Returning his Juno Awards was a total punk rock move, and it made his fans love him all the more. Music industry be damned, he was going to sing about what he loved for an audience that wasn't afraid to wave the Maple Leaf every now and then. When the regional East Coast Music Awards (which take place this week, excellent timing as ever, Tom) gave him a lifetime achievement award, he gave that back too, but on the condition that every year they pay tribute to the unsung players who played their gigs and put in the miles before the word "industry" was ever attached to "music". And so the Stompin' Tom Award was born.

I could go on, of course. I've talked to the man himself over the phone a couple of times, and I have friends who've played in his band ("You better be able to hold your liquor boys, we don't want any fallsy-downsies on the bus," he'd inform the rookies). But I'll just step aside and let you read his obit in the Globe & Mail or, better yet, watch his concert film Across This Land, filmed at the legendary Horseshoe Tavern in Toronto in 1973.

A twangy guitar, a piece of plywood to slam your boot into, and a bottle of whiskey. What more could you possibly need?


swac said...

Shortly after he died yesterday, his family released this letter he'd written when he knew his time was running out:

Hello friends,

I want all my fans, past, present, or future, to know that without you, there would have not been any Stompin' Tom.

It was a long hard bumpy road, but this great country kept me inspired with its beauty, character, and spirit, driving me to keep marching on and devoted to sing about its people and places that make Canada the greatest country in the world.

I must now pass the torch, to all of you, to help keep the Maple Leaf flying high, and be the Patriot Canada needs now and in the future.

I humbly thank you all, one last time, for allowing me in your homes, I hope I continue to bring a little bit of cheer into your lives from the work I have done.


Your Friend always,

Stompin' Tom Connors

davidly said...

Thanks for this. Your obit is the best. My condolences.

I only just happened to learn of him two months ago, when doing a radio show on the theme "Snow" led to our using his "Snowmobile Song".

swac said...

Thanks davidly, that means a lot. Tom's entire catalogue is on iTunes in Canada, don't know if that's the case in the US (damn NAFTA). But that 1973 concert film is really all you need if you can't find the records.

I also wrote this, talking to his friends and fellow musicians:

Timmy said...

I had not heard of this amn untill your posting, here. Thanx. I dig the links you pointed us to, also. I have always loved Hank Snow, this guy seems a little like a cross betwixt Snow & Kinky Freidman...