I know his name won’t mean anything to a majority of people, but please please PLEASE don’t post with a “Hector Who?” or make any snarky comments. I’m crushed and am just passing this along to those who do know and appreciate the loss the music world has just suffered.
As for who he is…
I first discovered him via the wonderful Sahara Blue, and Songs From The Cold Seas is one of my favorite albums. Since he worked so often with female singers, I played him on my radio show numerous times.
I can’t find most of my favorite songs by him, but this is one (MySpace video link, it opens full-screen but you can downsize it). This is the type of song that DEMANDS to be cranked to the very limit of non-distorted volume. I think it’s one of the coolest songs ever ever EVER!:
“I’ll Strangle You” - vocals: Anneli Drecker (of Bel Canto) (Male voice: Gérard Depardieu) (slightly NSFW because of a dancing bare butt)
Others (not favorites, though I like them):
“Mmmh” - vocals: Melanie Gabriel
“Double Jeu” - vocals: Asia Argento (NSFW! Nude pics of Brigitte Bardot)
“Vísur Vatnsenda Rósu” - vocals: Björk
“IS” - vocals: KatieJane Garside
“Surrender” - vocals: Nikola Hitchcock
“Seven Joys of Mary” - vocals: Katie McMahon
“True Love” - vocals: Barbara Gogan
I was lucky enough to meet Zazou when he supported a group he was friends with called Lanterna (founded by Henry Frayne, who also founded Area with Lynne Canfield, and also Moon Seven Times). As a huge Area, Moon Seven Times, Lanterna AND Hector Zazou fan, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. Strangely, Lanterna was booked at a place called Abbey Pub here in Chicago, but they weren’t put in the big room, they were forced to play in the restaurant(!!), so here you had this experimental group, supported by an absolute legend of world music/producing, playing spacey, atmospheric, instrumental music while people were munching on their All-You-Can-Eat Fish & Chips special! It was all very very surreal. Here are some of the pictures I took. Zazou is at the far left in some of the photos, “playing” his Mac.
Sigh. RIP Hector, RIP.
And Hector, why’d you have to die before working with Happy? I just knew you were going to.