Brian James

I was born in Edinburgh, Scotland and came over to Canada as a wee Scotsman on one of the final voyages of the Empress of Canada cruise ship (Mum wasn't a big fan of planes). A 'smart alec' in training since I could speak appeared to be the ideal foundation for either being on stage, being in front of the camera or being behind the mic. The Mic it was. I attended (and graduated) Seneca College School of Communication Arts with a Radio and Television Broadcasting diploma. The journey began with a position as an operator/producer at a Toronto radio station followed by multiple stations and various voice work along the way. The play known as 'Life' has had it's twists and turns and ups and downs and although some cast members have changed... the stage remains the same and I currently love life with a 'rekindled' college sweetheart and our matching his and her teenagers. Life is a playground on-air and off-air in beautiful Muskoka. Tune us in and then hang out with me weekday afternoons on The Moose 105.5

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Dave Newman

I was born in England (Kettering). My mum and dad moved my brother and I to Canada (Brampton) in the 70's. As a kid I can remember tuning in to the now glory days of TOP 40 radio blasting out of Hamilton and Toronto. I was instantly hooked. After a less than stellar stab at secondary education...I moved on to an equally less than stellar post secondary education via U.W.O (Go Stangs!) and Humber College for Broadcasting. Fresh out of college I landed a gig a Muskoka's newest radio station: The Moose 100.9. From there it was a radio/couch tour that took me across Southern Ontario to Niagara Falls, St. Catharines, Toronto, back to St. Catharines and on to Mid-Western Ontario along the Huron coast line. The tour has now come full circle and I'm love'n it (no Mc Donald's copyright infringement intended).
I'm a married father of two great kids (who I adore hanging with). I enjoy playing soccer and posses an obsession for what my wife calls 'a fixation bordering on the ridiculous' for my favorite footie team Liverpool F.C.
Listen to THE BIG BREAKFAST Morning Show

Weekday Mornings 6a-10a
On The Moose105.5

 

 

Greetings,

If you would like to know the latest thought, observation, or discovery I've had, then follow me on Twitter.  It is my way to live blog.  My Twitter account is mine and mine alone and the tweets on it belong to me and do not reflect the opinions of The Moose  or it's ownership group.  It would be a privilege and a pleasure if you would like to follow along. Thanks, tweet at you later.  Brian.

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From One Adventure to The Next: When I first got the call to work for FM 105.5, I was ecstatic. I literally jumped up and down with glee like a little kid. This was my dream job working for a media company in the province I love, not too far from the Toronto. A few family and friends would ask aren’t you going to hate the winter? I don’t know about anyone else, but the people I know think of Muskoka as two things: a sweet place to go in the summer and a horrible place to be during winter. My answer to that question was quite simple, it can’t be any worse than the last place I lived. Before getting this gig, I had just finished a two-year run in the oil sands capital of Canada; Fort McMurray, Alberta. I was given the opportunity to work with one of the local radio stations as their weekend news anchor. I had never been out West, let alone Fort McMurray. Fort McMurray is the epicentre of the oil sands industry, an isolated area nearly five hours north of Edmonton. The city has over 60,000 people and a winter that can make many Ontarians rethink their decision to live there. The city presented many challenges while I was there, the winter being one of them. My first year, I had a pretty good winter. However, my second year was brutal. It’s normal for this region to get to 40 below. There’s not much snowfall but the bitter cold will get you. I had to make sure my block heater was always plugged in which, wasn’t always a guarantee that my car was going to start. Fort McMurray has a small town feel. I got to know important people from local organizations and government, and they got to know me. As a newsperson, the most important part of my job was to provide the best local news possible and become a part of the community. I called Fort McMurray home during the time I was there. I voted in their last municipal election and I became a board member with Big Brothers Big Sisters. I worked in radio for one year before moving onto to television as a Videographer for the local TV station. However, after two years, I was missing my Oakville home way too much and I wanted a new challenge. Which brings me back to where I am today, in Huntsville. I didn’t know much about Huntsville, except from what I learned from a camping trip when I was younger. I now found myself in almost the same position I was two years ago. I drove up to Huntsville almost three weeks ago and was so impressed with the town. I was impressed with the numerous options to shop, eat, and play. I was impressed with how beautiful it is, even in the fall and well, just impressed with everything. I remember thinking that for a small town it sure offers a lot to its residents. I met with my future boss and co-workers and as we talked about the position and their expectations, I realized that, like Fort McMurray, local news and community involvement is paramount in being successful at this job. And as a side note they also warned me that the winter can get pretty bad… oh no!… but can also be quite beautiful…. phew! After my time with them, I was pretty relieved that my previous experience would directly apply to what FM 105.5 is looking for in their News Announcer and Morning Co-Host. Not only was I relieved but touched when everyone at the station already made me feel like part of the team (and I didn’t even get the job yet). And of course I am the lucky one to get picked for this gig. I moved in this past weekend with my handsome black cat Casino and have already met great people. So bring it on Old Man Winter! You’ll be a piece of cake…I hope!