PIERCING RUMOR: Letters have been pouring into NBC Studios from young women in the Philippines who are distraught over the suicide of their heartthrob, Remington Steele star Pierce Brosnan, following the divorce from his wife, actress Cassandra Harris. Brosnan, who is still married and still alive, has no idea how such a bizarre rumor got started. Regardless, he's rehearsing a new line: "Ang mga beli-balita tungkol sa aking pagkamatoy ay lubhang napalabis," which is the Filipino version of Mark Twain's famous cablegram to the AP concerning his erroneous obit, "Reports of my death are greatly exaggerated."
NOT LIKE A ROLLING STONE: Is Sting, who was in Dune and is in the upcoming Plenty with Meryl Streep, thinking of quitting the Police? Perhaps. He told London's Daily Mirror: "With acting I can grow old gracefully. I don't want to become like Mick Jagger—a middle-aged man trying to jump around and scream onstage like a teenager. That's undignified—and dignity is very important to me."
WE GOTTA GO NOW: Frivolity has raised its whimsical head in Whatcom County, Wash., where the local council, perhaps flushed with spring fever, has passed and sent to the state legislature a resolution recommending that Louie Louie, the '60s bar-band chestnut, be proclaimed Washington's official state song, in honor of two Pacific Northwest groups, the Wailers, who first recorded the song, and the Kingsmen, who made it famous. Not surprisingly the proposal has met with some protests, notably from Helen Davis, 79, composer of the current state song, Washington, My Home, which boasts of "verdant forest green/ caressed by silvery stream." Whatcom councilman Craig Cole, however, is quick to point out the tune's advantages, "Since Louie Louie only has three chords, any band can play it," he figures. "And since the words are unintelligible, anyone can sing along." (Actually, the Kingsmen mumbled the lyrics, giving rise to the still unresolved controversy that they're obscene.) Although Louie Louie's chances of adoption are far from robust, its proponents are zealous: The song's composer, Richard Berry, has written a Washington verse; the city of Bellingham held a pro-Louie Louie rally and the state senate has even proclaimed April 12 Louie Louie Day. "I can just envision it," says Cole, who is clearly a man with a dream. "A band greets an official visitor as he steps off an airplane. The band welcomes him with the National Anthem—followed immediately by Louie Louie."
OBJECTION IN PRINCE-IPLE: Mimi Kuzyk, who plays detective Patsy Mayo on Hill Street Blues, decided to check out Prince in concert and was aghast at what she saw. "It was interesting, but he borders on the obscene," she says. "He plays with himself. I don't like that. He has such an incredible following among kids. I have to wonder what is going through their heads when they see him behave that way. I wouldn't take my 18-year-old sister to see him."
FRANKIE, MY DEAR, THEY DON'T GIVE A DAMN: Looks as if Frankie Goes to Hollywood may not be leaving town. Seems the group's record company, ZTT of London, can't get a 32-page color publication about the five-member rock troupe from Liverpool distributed. Sixty thousand copies of the publication, entitled Suddenly There Came a Bang, by Paul Morley, are sitting in a warehouse outside London. The distributor, MM & DS, Ltd. of London, impounded the magazines, objecting to the band's use of obscene words in interviews. Says a perturbed spokesperson for ZTT: "The distributor is playing God and that can be very expensive."