The title track on that one is one of the true marvels of our time, I think.
And I say that as somebody who feels that The Flamingos' version is too, at least in terms of tempo and vocal phrasing and the rhythm of the sounds going into the reverb to never leave or return, and yeah, ok, maybe a lot of people don't listen to a record like that in that way, but I do. Not too many people work the mojo of reverb the way it can be worked.
I never met Lester Bowie, much less "knew" him other than his music, but damn, that cat felt like a kindred spirit to me, a brother on some other plane than the one on which our temporal self resides, and damn do I miss not having him around still making music.