I love virtually EVERYTHING Creed Taylor did for Verve in the 1960s. Watching the tone arm lower to the start of an LP side as the Verve label spins is like porn. It is the musical equivalent of walking into a Fellini film or an issue of French Vogue. Collectively, those albums capture that mid-60s dual elegant/decadent jet set aesthetic better than those of any other label. Put "Soul Sauce," "The In Sound" or "Getz/Gilberto" on the turntable and it's like Burt and Angie just walked into the room.
He also produced those wonderful Kenyon Hopkins albums for ABC which had to come out under Creed Taylor's name for contractual reasons.
As for CTI, there's a lot of negative generalizations about those albums. Most pre-disco albums with Sebesky or Deodato albums are solid, deftly combining pop elements with experimental delirium. CTI post-disco and/or with Bob James involvement is useless for me.
Haven't liked much of what I heard on the Kudu label or whatever it was called.
So, despite his good or bad intentions, I will always love Creed Taylor for creating the idealized 1960s and 70s that I choose to live in, in my Eames knock-off recliner on a flokati rug under an arco lamp, glass of wine in hand, being careful not to spill any on the flokati rug which I just had dry cleaned.