It’s 1969. The Rolling Stones are arguably the most notorious band on the planet. They’re closing in on the release of their highly anticipated album, “Sticky Fingers”.

Around this same time, pop artist Andy Warhol is creating artwork out of his New York City studio The Factory.

The Stones ask Warhol to design their album cover.

Warhol says yes.

Mick Jagger, The Stones’ front man, writes him.

He briefs him on the job.

The letter he sends sheds light on his appreciation for Warhol’s work, gives the artist full creative control and is just downright cool as hell.

*Mick Jagger is typing now*

“

Dear Andy,

I’m really pleased you can do the art-work for our new hits album. Here are 2 boxes of material which you can use, and the record.

In my short sweet experience, the more complicated the format of the album, e.g. more complex than just pages or fold-out, the more fucked-up the reproduction and agonizing the delays. But, having said that, I leave it in your capable hands to do what ever you want… and please write back saying how much money you would like.

Doubtless a Mr. Al Steckler will contact you in New York, with any further information. He will probably look nervous and say “Hurry up” but take little notice.

Love,

Mick Jagger.

“

I’m considering sending this letter to every single one of my future clients prior to onboarding them.

By Cole Schafer.

P.S. If Mick Jagger makes you weak in the knees, read this piece I wrote on the rock and roller.