This shot was taken in the bathroom of the Holiday Inn before Duane, my ex-wife Rebecca, and I ate dinner at my mom's place - the rest of the band ate in the hotel and got sick. To me, the soul of the Allman Brothers Band died when Duane passed away. The day he died, I walked the streets of San Francisco for about 14 hours. He was just one of the guys. He's been gone over 25 years now, and his music is still as fresh as it was the day he wrote it.
- Jim Marshall
Regarded by many as "THE rock and roll photographer," Jim Marshall's career has always been focused on the documentation of people, especially musicians. Unlimited access to the musicians coupled with an inviolate sense of trust between subject and photographer allowed Marshall special opportunities: he was chief photographer at Woodstock and was the only photographer allowed backstage at the Beatles final concert. Since he demanded total access, Marshall lived 24-7 with his subjects, and his pictures reflect affection for the artists as they describe the musicians' character. Marshall has said that it's no accident if his pictures seem musical because, "I see the music."