I think one of the reasons for why I always postponed checking out his stuff, until after he had died, was that I had this vague notion that most of his film scores from the 60s and 70s were these gruelling contemporary jazz things with growling/blaring brass and dissonance aplenty. But then when I started listening to the albums, they were mostly smooth listening. Some even with a Mancini-esque flair (WALK DON’T RUN and THE DEADLY AFFAIR, for example). Far more lyrical and accessible than I had thought. So the lesson is — never trust your preconceptions!
IN COLD BLOOD is probably the most “difficult”?