Lynn Goldsmith

The photos in this book, while sometimes quite wonderful, are without a doubt overshadowed by Goldsmith’s memories of the people in the photos. She recalls her tumultuous relationship with Bruce Springsteen, disarming moments with Michael Jackson, dealing with overbearing “stars,” and much laughter - all representative of a life having well worth living. Unlike most of the other rock & roll photographers that I’ve seen Goldsmith seems to connect with her subjects on a much more show more personal level, so even if her techniques are less polished than say Annie Leibovitz’s or Richard Avedon’s her images gain a personable and often intimate quality that is lacking elsewhere. In many cases it’s even her own personality that comes out in the photos as well, since she’s often documenting people whom she has close relationships with, which I found quite surprising. I’ll have to investigate her work further, since clearly she has a unique eye and a perspective that is not to be missed! show less

If Goldmisht's previous book, PhotoDiary, was meant as a glimpse into her ife as a rock and roll photographer, this book acts as a more in-depth analysis of her often mad-cap and random life. We get an introduction rife with personal memories and motivations, which acts to cement the photos and stories that make up the majority of the book in reality. Lynn's life through the lens looks oh-so-glamourous, but celebrities and rock stars are not the easiest clients, so while she reminisces about show more the good times and good people there are definite notes of disappointment and even anger withihn the narrative. If anything, the book left me wanting more - more of her stories and more of her photographs! show less

Goldsmith is a bit full of herself, and it's hard to believe some of the stories she tells are strictly true, but she's a hell of a photographer and this book is quite enjoyable.

A gorgeous book with some incredible--and incredibly familiar--pictures of rock and pop stars. Goldsmith also provides some insights into the making of those pics, but frustratingly, not all.

How in the hell did Sting end up in that black curly wig?

Anyway, got this on sale, totally worth the price of admission.