Mick Rock is the British photographer I still call “The Man Who Shot the Seventies,” because he didn’t just document glam—he bottled it. From 1972–1973 he was David Bowie’s official eye through Ziggy Stardust, shooting sleeves, posters and those iconic promo films. In the early 1970s he also caught Iggy Pop at full ignition. By 1973–1974 he was framing Queen as they learned how to look like legends. A Lou Reed invite pulled him to New York in 1974, and through the mid-to-late 1970s he captured Reed’s shift, plus punks like the Ramones and, in 1978, Blondie’s Debbie Harry. What I love is his mix of intimacy and theatre: harsh flash, sharp cheekbones, no polite distance. His photos sell the noise before you even drop the needle.