's music is often described as being so far outside the jazz mainstream as to be less a challenge to it than a largely irrelevant curiosity. But , an album recorded with his during rehearsals at the Choreographers Workshop in New York in 1963 and released on 's own label in 1966, is very much within then-current trends in jazz as performed by such innovators as and . , annotator of a later reissue, pointed out 's disdain for the term "free jazz," but this is music that fits into that style and even harks back to bebop on occasion. 's trumpet playing on for example, clearly indicates that he's been listening to , even as 's squealing tenor suggests , and, on what calls ' "excruciated alto" suggests himself frequently plays busy, seemingly formless passages that are reminiscent of . An even closer approximation of a traditional approach can be found on the relatively brief title track, a ballad that, while not exactly sweet, is surprisingly sober and expressive. Of course, that's followed by the band chanting and going off in all directions on the 18-minute final track. The album's rarity on vinyl may be not only because few copies were pressed initially, but also because this is a album that is more conventionally unconventional than most, with tracks you could program next to those of his 1960s contemporaries and have them fit right in. ~ William Ruhlmann