I've always loved this friendly photo of two of hot music's leading authorities, but hated the negative. The sun was blasting thru the light tinted curtains to the rear so I had to use flash...which then counter blasted off the light colored shirts. The only thing properly exposed are the two faces. I've only made a couple prints even close to correct...and a couple art prints where only the faces show.
Al Rose has since died, and was moving fairly slowly at this time, creating some concern among the caring. I was surprised by his candor and general honesty...even in the face of criticism. While he had learned patience, I think it was a lifelong struggle of acquisition. But as a Jazz historian, he could lay out many possible variants to the theme he took, defending it by saying it was the best choice at the time with the information that he had. Which is the flaw in any history. Among his works, he seemed proudest of Eubie, the biography of composer Eubie Blake, and seemed to have the most fun with Storyville, the history of New Orleans's famed tenderloin area. GCW