Mangin Photography Archive: Jim Marshall was a bad ass.
The voice on the other end of my cell phone had a sense of urgency. My friend Tim Mantoani was calling yesterday afternoon to tell me that his very good friend, legendary rock and roll photographer Jim Marshall died in his sleep Tuesday night in a hotel room in New York City. How could this be? We both had just seen Marshall at the 65th birthday party for Michael Zagaris (The Z-Man) last month in San Francisco. Many thoughts raced through my head. Tim told me to call the Z-Man to find out what had happened.
Music photographer Jim Marshall, who spent more than a half-century capturing rock ’n’ roll royalty ranging from the Beatles to Ben Harper at work and in repose, has died. He was 74.
San Jose Mercury News: Jim Marshall, famed music photographer
When it comes to the history of rock ‘n’ roll – not all of it, of course, but certainly a significant part – millions think in terms of Jim Marshall images.
Bring up 1967’s Monterey International Pop Festival and the first image most of us see in our heads is that of Jimi Hendrix torching his guitar. Mention Johnny Cash performing for inmates at San Quentin State Prison in 1969 and the corresponding visual is always Cash waving a middle-finger salute at the camera. Recall Janis Joplin’s brilliant career, cut short by drugs and alcohol, and you might envision her lounging backstage with a bottle of Southern Comfort in her hand.
Flavorwire: Tribute to Jim Marshall: Rock ’n’ Roll Royalty.
Rock-and-roll photographer Jim Marshall died on Tuesday at the age of 74. If you’re not familiar with the man himself, you’ve certainly seen his work: he was an official photographer of the Woodstock Festival, the only photographer allowed backstage at the Beatles’ final concert in 1966, and he shot more than 500 album covers. Marshall was known to gain intimate access to the musicians, sometimes even going so far as to live with them, in order to create truly vulnerable portraits. He continued to work after the days of psychedelics and electric guitars, and more recently worked with the likes of John Mayer and Ben Harper. Marshall was scheduled to promote his new book Match Prints this week, written with fellow photographer Timothy White.
Pop Dose: JIM MARSHALL, ROCK ‘N’ ROLL PHOTOGRAPHER (1936-2010).
One of my favorite possessions is Not Fade Away, the book by photographer Jim Marshall. I received it for mybirthday from my brother in 1997 and since then, the hardbound collection of black and white stills has been taken down from the bookshelf once or twice a year. I spend a week or so leafing through Marshall’s candid, intimate photos, rereading his recollections and marveling at the artistry of each shot. There is an effortless quality to Marshall’s photography that is difficult to pull off. He was a master.
Jim Marshall, celebrated in music circles for his iconic, attitude-laced images of Jimi Hendrix, Bob Dylan, Janis Joplin, the Rolling Stones and other '60s rock luminaries as well as equally revered portraits of Johnny Cash, Miles Davis, John Coltrane and myriad folk, country, jazz and blues artists, died Wednesday in New York City. He was 74.
Legendary rock photographer Jim Marshall, who captured some of the most memorable moments in music - Johnny Cash flipping the bird at San Quentin and Jimi Hendrix burning his guitar at Monterey Pop - died in his sleep Tuesday in a New York hotel. He was 74. The cause of death was not immediately known.
The Online Photographer: Artists Ain't Saints: Jim Marshall, 1936-2010.
I'm feeling mildly discombobulated. I just found out an hour ago that Jim Marshall died in his sleep last night (Tuesday night) in his hotel room in New York City; he was there for another show opening and to give some lectures. There are no details at this time. I imagine his body simply...stopped. He was 74, and honestly it was amazing he made it this far.
