Southern Comfort
"Jim’s appetite for booze and drugs was legendary. In fact, one of the secrets of his success was that he kept taking pictures after all the other photographers went to bed.
What’s most striking about his photographs is how even in the most chaotic moments he finds clarity and candor. Jim’s photographs are remarkable for the ease with which they convey something deep and real about their subjects….
What comes across is a deep empathy for the musicians he photographed, and an ability to capture their pride and sense of purpose, even when circumstances were less than ideal. I love the shot of… Johnny Cash, heavy and brooding before his 1968 performance at Folsom Prison, with the guard tower looming over his shoulder."
Unauthorized copy from Marshall's gallery—
"Recently, over scotches in one of Jim’s favorite New York bars, I asked what he sees in this collection of his work. 'How the fuck should I know?' he said. 'I was there. I took some photographs. This is them….'"
In Memoriam… The classic film Asphalt Jungle and a hymn for Hunter S. Thompson that will do as well for Sterling Hayden, Marshall, and Cash.