Jeepers. What happened here? There is a kind of terrifying beauty in this emaciated, decapitated head of Bruce Springsteen, but it also cannot but yield a thoroughgoing case of the willies. Like a Pharaoh’s sarcophagus, death surrounds this ornament, down to the red bandanna and carefully sculpted soul patch, which could certainly not be grown by a man this sickly. This is the closest possible representation of Springsteen in the final stages of terminal malaria, a condition that might best explain several songs on Lucky Town. Regardless, it can be yours for the relatively immodest sum of $500, if you are the kind of person that can cope with death’s grim specter behaving as a dinner party conversation piece. (We’re all-in.)
