"There's a lot of foolish people out there — many of them vote," he instructs Carson in his ongoing Mephistophelean seminar.

Sticky Fingers was a misdirection, in hindsight the only livable option for a band outrunning its own Mephistophelean hype.

Before he leaves, his Mephistophelean mentor counsels, “Business is not a sport for gentlemen; it’s not for good people.”