This portrait of James Brown, made shortly before he died, almost didn't happen. "I was doing a story on Augusta, Georgia," McNally recalls. "Brown was Augusta's favorite and most famous son, so this is a picture you need, right? Called his agent. Kept calling. Every day. For six days. Message after message. Sometimes we'd talk and I'd push as hard as I could. Got nowhere. Then, my phone went off, and it was the agent. 'If you can be in downtown Augusta in 20 minutes, James will do this picture for you.' "I was like a cartoon character," McNally continues. "I got to the address she had given me in less than 10 minutes. That gave me 10 minutes to location scout, set up, and be ready to shoot. Thankfully, the location was a pretty ornate building lobby. I walked in and realized I had to make a stand right there. So I started moving furniture out into the street. "I threw up a medium softbox on a C-stand. Had no idea if that was the right light, but things get real simple when you have no time. Had just set the light and turned around, and there he was. Purple suit, green neck scarf. He offered a handshake. He said, 'Hi, I'm James Brown.' I looked back and said, 'I know.'" "The long hallway saved my butt 'cause through the far doors is bright, bright sunlight. Backlight's done! Drag shutter and the whole hallway's lit. Angled the softbox over him, just barely out of frame. You can see it in the top of his ultra-cool specs. In a corporate shot, this hit in the glasses is cause for concern. With James Brown, you can get away with it." "I shot 12 frames, and he looked at me and said, 'Now, I thought you were a nice man, but here you go shooting all these pictures of me.' I knew the session was over. Grabbed a 105mm lens, shot a couple tight frames, and I thanked him."