Imagine it’s the summer of 1971.

And you’re Keith Richards.

We know. You’ve always been more of a Jagger. But just strap on a Telecaster and humor us.

Now that you’re in the proper head space, we present Nellcôte, inspired by the bohemian glamour of that French château/recording studio forever linked with Exile on Main St., slated to debut March 2.

You knew it was only a matter of time before someone turned a Stones recording session into a restaurant. Or a ride at Euro Disney. Anyway, we’re glad to report that the team behind this enterprise also brought you Old Town Social, which forever linked Monday Night Football and charcuterie.

This is the kind of place where you and your posse of friends, roadies, models, groupies, chancers, penniless aristocrats and assorted hangers-on can bide away an evening tucked into an oversized banquette under a constellation of crystal chandeliers with a DJ providing the requisite level of ambiance.

You’ll enter by sweeping past an entire wall of single lavender bud vases, under an art nouveau wrought-iron gate, and then into a room where raw concrete meets crystal and white tablecloths.

The best seat is an imperious Juliet balcony overseeing the expanse of the dining room. From this perch, summon forth escargots, dry-aged rib eye, frog leg raviolini and black-truffle pizzas with crusts made from house-milled flour.

Keef loves that flour.