B,
Man, did you bring back memories.
I never met Astrud and I stayed away from her first husband, João Gilberto (called the inventor of bossa nova) because he was the epitome of irrationalism. He often flew into tantrums over nothing. The mythology was his super-sensitive nature regarding sound. He even walked out of concerts because a couple of people in the audience were talking. But, nah... he would fly off the handle about most anything.
Friggin' spoiled pop artist. That's what he was.
During Astrud's episode with saxophonist, Stan Getz, the going quip was: What Stan wants, Stan Getz.
However, I hung around with a guy in their orbit for about a year. Or better, he showed up in my life one day and stuck there for a while. This was around the time I was producing pop artists.
His name was Octávio Tercerio. This literally translates as Eighth the Third.
Because of your post, I looked him up online and was sad to see he passed away in 2020. Here is an article in Globo (Brazilian newspaper). Unfortunately, it is in Portuguese, but it has a good photo of Octávio as I remember him.
Morre Octávio Terceiro, produtor musical que trabalhou com João Gilberto, Roberto Carlos e Caetano Veloso
OGLOBO.GLOBO.COM
Ele tinha 84 anos e estava internado há um mês em razão de um AVC
I never got into the bossa nova scene, neither as musician nor as a producer. Had I done so, it would have been with Octávio. btw - He was batshit crazy, but in a polite way.
But then again, so was I back then, just not so polite.
Michael