Gregg Allman, Macon, GA, 1975.

I hung this in my hallway and the black-and-white print looks incredible under warm light. Gregg's expression mid-song is captured so naturally it feels like you're standing in the front row in Macon. The paper quality is solid too, no glare at all.

The grain and contrast in this Kossover shot are perfect—you can practically feel the sweat in that Macon club. It’s a real time capsule, and the archival paper gives it a heft that cheap prints just don’t have.