The Concept

The shoot

"If you're still sure that's what you want Mr Fleetwood, I can make it happen." Mick had hired the hottest, in more ways than one he thought paying more attention to her hips than what she was saying, art nouveau photographer to do a session that would hopefully result in the artwork for the band's latest album.

After John had decided it sounded like a bunch of rumours, Mick wanted to then play on it. He told the band they were having a group photo-shoot but was yet to explain the concept, his concept, that he was planning on blaming on the photographer when they all blew up about it. He wanted a controversial cover, it would help sales, 'hell, you chose records by sight most of the time didn't you,' he reassured himself when the day actually came, he wasn't as sure it was a good idea.

"Yes that's exactly what i want love, and call me Mick." He said thinking his broad smile was charming but after the concept he had just reiterated, was interpreted by the terrified photographer as perverted.

"Yes Mr Fleetwood." She answered and quickly moved away to set up the necessary camera's. What have i gotten myself into, she thought to herself, as she watched her team make the final adjustments to the set. She'd heard how much of a nightmare the band had been recently from her boyfriend who was the current executive of warner brothers records and partly the reason she had taken this job, he said the cover was important, industry people thought the record could go either way. She'd liked their last album, landslide really spoke to her, even though she was only 23. Her boyfriend had told her about the debauchery and breakups during the making of rumours and she was intrigued. The artwork could be symbolic, even though Mick's concept was pretty out there, if the record was good, this could absolutely help her career, it could be happening.

The band came in with much less fanfare than she'd expected. Christine and Stevie were made up as requested, but she'd told them to choose their own clothes.

"Hi." She said, hopefully professionally, "I'm Greta. Greta Gevinson. We spoke on the phone."
"Hello, yes we did," Christine replied quite sweetly, putting Greta at ease a little.
"Is this how you wanted it?" She asked referencing their make up and fluffing her hair.
"Yes, it's perfect." Greta replied "As long as you both are happy with it, and feel gorgeous that's the most important thing."
Christine and Stevie looked at each other and laughed.

"Gorgeous is about the last thing we feel." Christine said "but i don't think it's because of the make up."

"Well you both look gorgeous." Greta replied smiling, before gesturing to the set that they'd be working on. "So it's going to be a pretty simple shoot for you guys at least, it's all going to be done in this little kind of living room, the thing that's going to take the longest unfortunately is the positioning of you all but that's really only for me to worry about. Tell me if the light doesn't feel flattering at any point okay?"

"Sure." Stevie said, speaking for the first time, Greta looked too young and too pretty for Stevie's liking, but she seemed to know exactly what she was talking about and Stevie knew just how stupid it was to underestimate someone on their looks, it happened to her everyday for god sakes.

Mick had finally dragged Lindsey and John away from their latest groupies, and so they were ready to start after the necessary introductions. They were not working in a studio as one usually would for this type of thing. Greta had chosen a very old house with beautiful light and very high ceilings. The biggest draw however was the grand living room which was extremely open and perfect to shoot in. The furniture had been arranged ovally and a fire roared in the hearth. Even though it was California, it was winter so they shouldn't get too warm, but getting a little warm was part of the plan. Mick had thought it'd be better to ease into the real aim and she agreed.