Charles Lloyd lead a quartet of young rhythm section stars in a set of exquisite and breathtaking exploration. The tenor player's unique tonal concept and searching style kept the audience of mostly jazz aficionados enthralled and wanting more. The only low point for me was a funk groove piece which both band and audience seemed underwhelmed by. It began with promise, featuring a beautiful unaccompanied bass solo which ushered in a great drum groove, but the floaty, breathy flute from Lloyd plus an uncharacteristically disinterested piano solo seemed to undermine the piece's intention. The drummer seemed to start mucking about with the feel and in the end the bass player, who was stuck between time feels, gave up and left the other two to sort it out. It was the only time the band seemed to let boyish ego creep into what was otherwise an egoless evening of wonderful music. One wondered if this piece was included in the set as a crowd pleaser, but if that was so, they misread the audience, who were devouring any amount of jazz the group could serve up. Fortunately the band then finished the evening with a stunning ballad which delivered a groove way deeper than the funk, so much so that the bass player could hardly refrain from dancing himself.