This band never got its due. Charles Lloyd was writing and playing tenor like there was no tomorrow, Gabor Szabo ran that guitar across the beat in fascinating ways, and Albert Stinson supplied a bass bottom that surged like a locomotive. This group played itself; all Chico had to do was keep time but, of course, his time and his touch were superb.
God bless the Coltrane Quartet and what it brought to the music, but there were other bands worthy of critical attention in the mid 1960s as well.