If there were a Mount Rushmore of rock, Bruce's face (PEOPLE, Sept. 3) would be chiseled there for posterity.
I am sick of hearing about how Bruce Springsteen is the future of rock 'n' roll, always breaking new ground. Every song he does sounds the same, has the same boring saxophone riff, the same droning voice, the same tired conclusion. There are so many bands out there who are doing something really different that I wonder why you need to center on this guy. People just like him because he's so predictable.
As a member of the over-thirty generation, I sometimes get depressed because I no longer know the words to the current hit songs or the names of the members of Duran Duran, but I can still roll down the windows, blast my cassette of Born in the U.S.A. and cruise around town knowing I'm cool.
More rebop about a derivative whiner who thinks he knows what it is to survive in a lousy world. Springsteen is a poseur whose lyrics are pretentious and whose melody lines and licks are pure rip-offs of true pioneers. His music is a male wet dream, pandering to the sexist adolescent mind that can't cope with real solutions to real problems. I love rock 'n' roll and I can't stand to see this man looked up to as the Second Coming.
You made my day by printing that photo of the Boss in a deep embrace with his saxman Clarence demons. I proudly taped the picture to my office wall.
Mark A. Perigard
The first time I saw Bruce Springsteen was in 1975 on the covers of TIME and Newsweek. I said "what hype," and maybe it was. A few years later, I walked to the door at Winterland and bought a ticket. I said, "Show me something," and he did. Now I've seen the cover of PEOPLE and said, "God, I hope I can get a ticket."
I am beginning to wonder why John Derek constantly wants to film his wife in the buff and being made love to by another man. If he wants to see her naked, why doesn't he take a picture of her and hang it in his house. I'm fed up with Bo's boobs and Derek's obsession with showing them to the world.
Kathryn A. Eccles
The picture of Bo Derek on pages 98 and 99 of your current issue is not, in my opinion, proper family reading or viewing material.
Robert M. Robinson
Bo Derek sure looks bored to death in that photograph of her love scene.
As someone who has suffered from alopecia areata on and off for eight years, I know the emotional pain of which Ms. Siegel speaks. The self-degradation and anger one feels can be very frightening. Fortunately, my problem is not as severe as Ms. Siegel's, although it remains an ongoing battle. I can finally watch TV commercials that feature models with five zillion hairs on their heads, insinuating that if your hair doesn't swing this way and that as theirs does, you're never going to swing in any way. I applaud Ms. Siegel's courage in speaking out and taking action. Knowing you are not alone is half the battle.
Toni E. Miles
Sterling Heights, Mich.
Your article on alopecia areata, while sensitively written, does a disservice to patients with this condition. You do mention that the vast majority of patients develop "a mild form that results in temporary bald spots," but the overall impression is that people who develop alopecia areata will lose all their hair and that there is nothing they can do about it. Several of my patients have called in a panic to ask if they will end up looking like Ashely Siegel. She has a form of the disease called alopecia totalis which is quite rare. Most commonly, the condition presents as a small, round patch of hair loss, easily hidden by surrounding hair, and the hair nearly always grows back.
Joseph S. Eastern, M.D.
Nancy A. Hope wrote to PEOPLE asking who might run on a ticket with Elizabeth Dole in 1988. This is a pipe-dream; nevertheless, may I suggest the perfect running mate? Why not George Burns? Like the present incumbent, he is an aging actor who likes to play God. No offense, George.
Does it not seem that every time a member of the super group Duran Duran gets married the teenage population of this country goes into a state of panic? It sure does! My Duran Duran loving friends just about died, literally, when they heard the news that Nick Rhodes was married.
Newport Beach, Calif.
What's the big deal about Duran Duran? They are just another group from England, one of many. And people get married all the time so why make so much noise about five guys and the girls they wish to marry? All the attention is sick and so is the group.
I wish Nick all the best and hope the marriage will last longer than everyone seems to think it will. The only sad part is that the groom is so much more beautiful than the bride.
San Jose, Calif.
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