That name on the tip of your lips is Patrick McGoohan and his opening line in the British series (1960-62) “Danger Man” was:  “Every government has its secret service branch. America – CIA; France – Deuxième Bureau; England – MI5. NATO also has its own. A messy job?  Well that’s when they usually call on me, or someone like me. Oh yes, my name is Drake, John Drake.”

“Danger Man” was broadcast two years prior to the first Bond film, “Dr. No” (McGoohan actually turned down the role of “Bond, James Bond”) and later became internationally known as “Secret Agent Man” (1964-66), with McGoohan’s character becoming, later still, “The Prisoner” (1967-68).

It was in 1963 when “Danger Man” was slated to be broadcast in the States as “Secret Agent Man” the following year, that 21 year-old Johnny Rivers was asked to record the theme song, written by Steve Barri and P. F. Sloan.  At first the singer song-writer (born John Henry Ramistella in New York and raised in Louisiana) balked at the idea, feeling that he didn’t have sufficient talent to make a record on an international label.  But common sense prevailed and the recording was a hit. A few years later, in 1966, Johnny Rivers recorded a live version at ‘Whisky A Go Go’ in Hollywood, which sold more than a million copies, achieving gold disc status and reaching Number 3 on the Billboard charts.  Ready now for your number?

TODAY’S SONG – Friday 24 February 2012

Secret Agent Man

There’s a man who leads a life of danger

To everyone he meets he stays a stranger

With every move he makes, another chance he takes

Odds are he won’t live to see tomorrow

Secret Agent Man

Secret Agent Man

They’ve given you a number

And taken away your name

 Beware of pretty faces that you find

A pretty face can hide an evil mind

Oh, be careful what you say

You’ll give yourself away

Odds are you won’t live to see tomorrow

Secret Agent Man

Secret Agent Man

They’ve given you a number

And taken away your name

Secret Agent Man

Secret Agent Man

They’ve given you a number

And taken away your name

Swingin’ on the Riviera, one day

And then layin’ in the Bombay alley next day

Oh no, you let the wrong words slip, while kissing persuasive lips

The odds are you won’t live to see tomorrow

Secret Agent Man

Secret Agent Man

They’ve given you a number

And taken away your name

Born in Everett, Washington in 1948, Kenneth Clark Loggins was the son of a traveling salesman who eventually brought the family to Alhambra, California where the talented young Loggins would form his first band while still in high school. After graduation he had a short guitar gig with The Electric Prunes and managed to have some of his songs recorded by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band.

Born in Brooklyn in early 1941, Richard P. Havens was the eldest of nine children, who at an early age began to organize neighborhood friends into street corner doo-wop groups. By age 16 he was performing with the McCrea Gospel Singers and in time moved on to Greenwich Village to draw, recite (Beatnik) poetry and listen to folk music.

Eventually he picked up the guitar and is now best known for his forceful playing that often begins with an open tuning. By 1969 Havens had gained a winning reputation as a live performer and that’s what earned him an appearance that would serve as a major turning point in his career: Woodstock.

As the first featured artist, he was asked to perform a lengggggggggthy set because many of the other performers were delayed in reaching Yasgur’s Farm. So he held the crowd for nearly three hours and was then called back for several encores. In the end, having run out of tunes, he improvised a song based on the old spiritual “Motherless Child” and that became “Freedom” which was featured in the subsequent Woodstock movie, helping to bring to Richie Havens, who continues to tour to this day, a worldwide audience.

That same year, 1969 was a difficult one for George Harrison, who had been arrested for marijuana possession. Then there was Apple. As he noted in his autobiography, “Apple was getting like school, where we had to go and be businessmen: ‘Sign this’ and ‘sign that’. Anyway, it seems as if winter in England goes on forever, by the time spring comes you really deserve it. So one day I decided I was going to sag off Apple and I went over to Eric Clapton’s house. The relief of not having to go see all those dopey accountants was wonderful, and I walked around the garden with one of Eric’s acoustic guitars and wrote “Here Comes the Sun.”

Featured on the “Abbey Road” album (in a fascinating aside) Astronomer Carl Sagan later wanted to include the song on the Voyager Golden Record, which was affixed to both of the Voyager spacecrafts to provide a representative sampling of human civilization to any alien entities that might recover them. The Beatles loved the idea but EMI refused to release the rights and when the probes were launched in 1977, “Here Comes the Sun” wasn’t included.

Taking the song in his own interpretive direction (you may note the “alternative” lyrics) this is Richie Havens’ 1970 performance at the (revered but long since defunct) Cellar Door in Washington, DC.

TODAY’S SONG – Wednesday 22 February 2012

Here Comes the Sun

Little darling, it’s been a long, long lonely winter

Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

And I say it’s all right

Little darling, the smiles are returning to the faces

Little darling, it seems like years since they’ve been there

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

And I say it’s all right

Little darling, I see the ice is slowly melting

Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear

There goes the sun, here comes the sun

And I say it’s all right

Here comes the sun

Here comes the sun

Here comes the sun

Here comes the sun

And I say it’s all right

It’s all right

It’s all right